<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:18:36.963-07:00</updated><category term='introduction'/><title type='text'>PositiviTee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-8516908144661394758</id><published>2008-10-14T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:30:04.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Origami</title><content type='html'>The other day I went to a new yoga studio.  The teacher was brimming with wisdom and experience.  It flowed forth at an incredible rate.  I could not retain it all but this is what I took from the class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yoga is like origami.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The basic poses consist of one fold.  In order to build upon those poses, that one fold must be perfect.  More advance poses can be 3-4 folds, each depending on the accuracy of the previous fold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The image was pleasing and artistic to me.  I just wanted to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-8516908144661394758?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/8516908144661394758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=8516908144661394758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/8516908144661394758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/8516908144661394758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/10/art-of-origami.html' title='The Art of Origami'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-5824212335644559379</id><published>2008-09-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:50:44.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me In The Middle</title><content type='html'>Today in yoga, we talked about how the back of the body represents the past and the front of the body the future.  Our eyes are in front and they pull us forward into a time that we can't even be sure will come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of our energy is either spent regretting the past or worrying about the future.  All the beauty and wisdom we need to sustain us in right here, in the moment, in our middle, between our front and back.  I really like the image of the middle of the physical body being the metaphor the present moment.  Think of it and meet me in "the middle."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-5824212335644559379?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/5824212335644559379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=5824212335644559379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5824212335644559379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5824212335644559379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-me-in-middle.html' title='Meet Me In The Middle'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-2836446343388992432</id><published>2008-07-10T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:08:47.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Joys, Small Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Living in the present allows us to appreciate simple joys &amp;amp; small gifts.  Just take a moment and think how much of our lives we spend lamenting the past, wishing things had gone better, or anticipating and worrying about the future.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If we live in the present, we are able to appreciate simple joys:   a good cup of coffee, children laughing in the back seat, the vibrant green grass.  We are also able to value the idea of giving a small gift:  a smile to a stranger, an unexpected hug, a moment to listen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The ability to find simple joy and give small gifts can be the difference between a long  &amp;amp; happy life and a life filled with angst &amp;amp; regret.  Namaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-2836446343388992432?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/2836446343388992432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=2836446343388992432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2836446343388992432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2836446343388992432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-joys-small-gifts.html' title='Simple Joys, Small Gifts'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-5145871208435860413</id><published>2008-06-12T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:40:39.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Souvenirs</title><content type='html'>Traveling can be done in many differnt ways. It can be done around the world to exotic locations and be filled with new, eye-opening experiences. It can also be done when you look inside yourself and take a journey through your thoughts especially on days when you aren't feeling quite right. Travel can be educational, exciting or just a way to "get away from it all".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my recent travels through the plethora of information that is on the internet, I came across many websites and blogs that are trying to make a difference by helping out the environment. Some of my favorite sites are listed in the sidebar and I'll continue to add more as I find them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-5145871208435860413?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/5145871208435860413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=5145871208435860413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5145871208435860413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5145871208435860413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/06/travel-souvenirs.html' title='Travel Souvenirs'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-5303177846868519771</id><published>2008-05-15T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:24:10.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you in there?</title><content type='html'>They say the eyes are the window of the soul.  So, when you take the time to look the people you come across in life (the checkout girl, the postman etc...) ask, "Are you in there?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By opening yourself to the inner person, you acknowledge their individuality.  You put yourself in a position to accept their gift of being.  If you continue on your life with a closed and guarded attitude, you miss the gifts offered to you by the universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you have a chance, really look.  Your life will be richer for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-5303177846868519771?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/5303177846868519771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=5303177846868519771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5303177846868519771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5303177846868519771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-you-in-there.html' title='Are you in there?'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-6912806989493475839</id><published>2008-04-17T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T05:27:07.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goal</title><content type='html'>In yoga they say the goal is elusive.  What they mean is that you may think the goal is to achieve perfection in a pose but there is not such thing.  Once you have aligned your hips, you must move onto your inner groins, then you must address your breath and so it goes in an endless cycle of minutia adjustments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you will never be able to attain your goal--it is best to enjoy the journey.  Embrace the journey and struggle.  I think this is applicable to all goals in life.  You may think your goal is to make money, get married, etc...but there is always more.  If we honor the journeys in life, we appreciate the moment.  The goal is elusive but the journey is very real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-6912806989493475839?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/6912806989493475839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=6912806989493475839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/6912806989493475839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/6912806989493475839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/04/goal.html' title='The Goal'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-5687856841891374515</id><published>2008-03-15T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T03:54:08.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Freedom</title><content type='html'>What is infinite freedom?  Is it possible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought a lot about it and decided on a physical level it is not.  Our freedom of movement is restricted by our range of motion.  Our social freedom is restricted by our friends and community.  Usually, we willing give up some personal freedom to be part of a larger network:  family unit, town, country.  There is a trade off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place where no one can restrict us is our minds.  In our minds we can go forward without fear, repression, obligation.  Our great cerebral cortex is a galaxy of neurons.  Our thoughts can bounce, travel, grow.  I think the best time to do this is just after waking or just before falling asleep.   It is a pleasant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;segue way&lt;/span&gt; into the dream world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your infinite freedom and don't forget to indulge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-5687856841891374515?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/5687856841891374515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=5687856841891374515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5687856841891374515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/5687856841891374515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/03/infinite-freedom.html' title='Infinite Freedom'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-4460753188732662601</id><published>2008-02-13T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T05:51:21.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A View Within</title><content type='html'>It is so rare that we take the time to close our eyes and look within.  Yet, when we look within we are privy to the most beautiful and imaginative views.  Why is it than that we also look out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see ugliness and filth we think this must be the way the world is.  Yet if we look in and see beauty, perhaps we will be more likely spread kindness and beauty like seeds.  Looking in can be done anytime, anywhere.  You can see the view within while you sit in traffic and you know what?  It will definitely feed your soul and set you on a better road!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-4460753188732662601?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/4460753188732662601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=4460753188732662601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/4460753188732662601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/4460753188732662601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/02/view-within.html' title='A View Within'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-6763616215354596757</id><published>2008-01-28T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:25:24.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A None-Prayer</title><content type='html'>Today in yoga, I learned a none-prayer.  It is a simple and beautiful closure that one can do any time. &lt;br /&gt;Cross your hands, touch your thumbs to your forehead, "Remember positive thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;Touch your thumbs to your mouth, "Remember kind words."&lt;br /&gt;Touch your thumbs to your heart, "Remember good intentions."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-6763616215354596757?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/6763616215354596757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=6763616215354596757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/6763616215354596757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/6763616215354596757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/01/none-prayer.html' title='A None-Prayer'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-263339818728515592</id><published>2008-01-20T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T04:14:24.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritability</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What is irritability?  Yesterday I was irritable for no apparent reason.  I really gave this some thought.  I felt guilty for my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have concluded that irritability is a heightened sensory state.  (Think about when you irritate your skin by excessive rubbing.)  I cloistered myself away from my family in my room.  I piled blankets on my bed and read in a quiet environment.  I assume the origin of this heightened state was hormonal but I could be wrong.  I do, however, find the thought of limiting contact with others and limiting stimulus to be helpful guidelines.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Maybe our irritable moments are times we don't examine ourselves but merely be one with our environment.  We breathe and leave as few ripples on the surface as possible.  It's OK to be quiet in a busy world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-263339818728515592?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/263339818728515592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=263339818728515592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/263339818728515592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/263339818728515592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/01/irritability.html' title='Irritability'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-1947359131639782375</id><published>2008-01-10T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:58:07.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chinese Proverb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Chinese farmer has a stallion. One day the stallion runs away. The village people come to him and say, "Ah, such bad luck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The farmer shrugs, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A few days later the stallion returns with three mares. The village people come to him and say, "Ah, such good luck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The farmer shrugs, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next week the farmer's son breaks his leg taming the wild mares. The village people come to him and say, "Ah, such bad luck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The farmer shrugs, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A month later the Chinese army comes and demands all the young men soldier age. The farmer's son does not have to go because of his leg. The village people come to him and say, "Ah, such good luck!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The farmer shrugs, "Good luck, bad luck, who knows?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And so it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-1947359131639782375?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/1947359131639782375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=1947359131639782375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/1947359131639782375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/1947359131639782375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/01/chinese-proverb.html' title='A Chinese Proverb'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-2856724147607367863</id><published>2008-01-04T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:23:32.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Meditations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In yoga, we move to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; of our breath.  An inhale brings you to downward dog, an exhale to up dog.  The movement becomes secondary to the breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We talked about how movement becomes a meditation. What if, in everyday life, we could think of our breath and chores of rote could become meditations.  For instance, think of something such as folding the laundry.  Imagine if we could remind ourselves to be present in the moment.  If we could enjoy the warmth of the fabric, the softness of a pair of pajamas, pride in the way we fold like laundry was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;origami&lt;/span&gt;.  Think how enjoyable our lives could be?  Our enjoyment would be infinite if we could remember to make our lives a moving meditation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-2856724147607367863?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/2856724147607367863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=2856724147607367863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2856724147607367863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2856724147607367863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-meditations.html' title='Moving Meditations'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-8518607702644034347</id><published>2007-12-30T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T04:38:40.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the eve of 2008, we talked about being "present" in yoga and in our daily life.  This sounds so elementary and yet when you think about it; it can solve so many of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perennial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dissatisfaction's&lt;/span&gt;:  being able to release the past and accept the current situation for what it is,  also giving up on trying to see over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;horizon&lt;/span&gt; line and worrying or living for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sometimes my business self is not as good at this as my personal self.  So much of business is planning ahead, projections, goals.  I dream of seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PositiviTee&lt;/span&gt; flourish and be a positive influence on many lives, also raise much needed many for nonprofits.  Yet, I do believe if I plug away and allow the business to grow organically rather with a traditional corporate approach; it will happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Let's all remember to be "present" in 2008, that alone can make it a wonderful year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-8518607702644034347?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/8518607702644034347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=8518607702644034347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/8518607702644034347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/8518607702644034347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-present.html' title='Being Present'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-2618300843975046272</id><published>2007-12-17T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:25:17.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyday is filled with chores and tasks we perform by rote.  We drive, cook, shop without being present in the moment.  Even our children are over scheduled and are unable to find joy that comes with spontaneity.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Each morning I have started to ask my kids what will give them joy today.  It might be something simple like a cup of chai tea after school.  I think it is important all of us remember we only have one life.  Finding joy is an individual quest that should never end and definitely not be forgotten.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-2618300843975046272?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/2618300843975046272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=2618300843975046272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2618300843975046272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2618300843975046272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2007/12/finding-joy.html' title='Finding Joy'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-2852047090348797832</id><published>2007-12-05T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:07:56.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If not now, then when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In yoga we talked about taking a chance, pushing the envelope, challenging ourselves.  My teacher said, "If not today, then when?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This really resonated with me.  I am not a procrastinater but I think it is the human condition to put off what one finds difficult or unpleasant.  This could include cleaning a closet or walking the dog.  I think this is what we have done regarding finding alternative sources for energy.  We have not wanted to take our medicine today to prevent illness in the future.  Now, the future is upon us.  I try to challenge myself daily to try to find ways to live a cleaner, more conscious life.  If I don't do it now, then when?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-2852047090348797832?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/2852047090348797832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=2852047090348797832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2852047090348797832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2852047090348797832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-not-now-than-when.html' title='If not now, then when?'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-2195305105881252795</id><published>2007-10-26T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:25:58.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Spirituality?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I don't like the word "spirituality."  It conjures images of traditional religious ceremonies which I want no part of.  Yesterday, however,  I heard a beautiful definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentleman from Heifer International told me, "Spirituality is the relationship we have with all things created:  the forest, the animals, other people and yourself." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this definition very much.  Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-2195305105881252795?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/2195305105881252795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=2195305105881252795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2195305105881252795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/2195305105881252795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-spirituality.html' title='What is Spirituality?'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4641780561372300656.post-1129124584505315740</id><published>2007-10-18T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T03:56:54.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><title type='text'>A Sense of Community</title><content type='html'>Today in yoga, the teacher said, "You come here as individuals but then you take the hand of the person next to you." She did not mean this literally but metaphorically. Her thinking was that you leave as a &lt;em&gt;member of a community&lt;/em&gt; of people who practice yoga.&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like this metaphor. I spend much of my day alone. I am either at yoga or in the PositiviTee studio working: alone. Through designing and selling PositiviTees, I feel I am creating another community: &lt;em&gt;a community of women who are global sisters&lt;/em&gt;. This community extends across the United States. In fact, a woman in the United Arab Emirates sent me a holiday present last year; surely we are sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome to the PositiviTee community&lt;/em&gt;. May you find calmness and kindness in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4641780561372300656-1129124584505315740?l=positivitee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/feeds/1129124584505315740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4641780561372300656&amp;postID=1129124584505315740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/1129124584505315740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4641780561372300656/posts/default/1129124584505315740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://positivitee.blogspot.com/2007/10/sense-of-community.html' title='A Sense of Community'/><author><name>Heidi@PositiviTee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06106067299548165717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
