<?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-8828456003790442735</id><updated>2011-08-02T20:56:44.600-07:00</updated><category term='playful God'/><category term='next gentle step'/><category term='the void'/><category term='release'/><category term='stillness'/><category term='great love'/><category term='next logical step'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='relaxing into wellbeing'/><title type='text'>Connee Chandler</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-4055223664847024912</id><published>2010-01-13T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:14:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Looking for love in all the  RIGHT places...&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lately I have been a match to great love and have been seeing it all around  me.  In the son's bear hugs as he suprised his Mom, coming home on leave from  the Army oversees, in the long married couple who's caring and admiration for  each other remains fresh and youthful, in the glowing eyes of the new Mom gazing  at her baby, in the couple having some problems getting counseling and a renewed  appreciation for the good in their lives, in the woman who is loving her cat,  and in the nephews, rushing to the bedside of their uncle, in the joy of the  little girl, dressed as a tiny bride herself, playing flower girl at a wedding,  at the little boy, gleeful, as he gets to play football with the big kids for  the very first time, as the toddler, trying out her new pair of legs!  (Thanks,  David, for that beautiful, evocative phrase!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;There is so much love here, all around us.  I love that I am seeing it,  more and more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been off writing a book, and now a second book, since September.  More detail on that soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-4055223664847024912?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/4055223664847024912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-for-love-in-all-right-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/4055223664847024912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/4055223664847024912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-for-love-in-all-right-places.html' title=''/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-7814624963225230387</id><published>2009-09-06T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T07:07:21.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling our way through it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Morning, Friends,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm gave a talk today and I have been meditating on what I wanted to  convey.  And this morning, I was thinking back to a conversation I had with a friend  yesterday, when I told him, "I am not kinesthetic, like you..."&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought about asking my friends to feel their way through  some thoughts about Spirit I have compiled for their enjoyment today.  And  wondered how I could possibility be asking THEM to do that, when I declared  yesterday that I cannot do that!  Duh!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So then I realized I already do that.  And asked myself what is it that I  feel that allows me to consider a thought upstream or downstream, leaning toward  the vortex or leaning away.  And I realized I feel/sense thoughts in a LOT of  different ways as my contemplation continued.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a handout for our exercise this afternoon, and then thought some  of you might find it interesting.  Thanks for visiting my blog!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and hugs,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connee&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Cultivating the Kinesthetic: Feeling your way through  this…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;How does it feel to you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Warm or cold?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Expansive or contractive?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Clear or muddy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Open or closed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Free or bound?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Fun or flat?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Hard or soft?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Drop it in a cool pool and see if it floats or  sinks…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Consider it as a playmate – will you invite it to your  party?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;How does it affect your body?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Do you feel more relaxed or tense?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Do you breathe more deeply in or hold your  breath?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Does it look sparkly or dull?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Does it feel like an open doorway or a locked  gate?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Are you touched or untouched?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Moved or unmoved?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Shaken or stirred?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Is it received or released?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Resonant or indifferent or repelled?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Joyful or withdrawn?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-7814624963225230387?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/7814624963225230387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-our-way-through-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/7814624963225230387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/7814624963225230387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-our-way-through-it.html' title='feeling our way through it'/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-9184543651879858489</id><published>2009-09-06T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T06:55:40.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>connecting more deeply with Spirit</title><content type='html'>I'm giving a talk this morning about Spirit, and was inspired to prepare for it by compiling some amazing thoughts about Spirit, and Source within us, from mystics of all ages.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the handout I prepared for my study group!  Some of these experiences/poems/comments feel like powerful portals to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;Spiritual evolution should make the Infinite not more distant; but more intimate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Ernest Holmes, SOM 89)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;May we step into the open space that connects us to all beings, seen and unseen, and feel the infinite support of that loving field where each is given a unique sovereignty to fulfill. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(David Spangler, Lorian.org)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;My Lord told me a joke.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And seeing Him laugh has done more for me than any scripture I will ever read.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Meister Eckhart, *99)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;We are awakening, to the calling of the mystic, awakening, in the flowering of the heart, everybody here, melting into presence, overflowing effervescence, rising in love…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Miten)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Love exists everywhere around us and permeates everything - it is the treasure of this world, and by its very essence it cannot be kept captive inside our own coffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Link your spirit to love itself, open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height: 115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;our heart to existence&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Rumi, Path of Love Mathnawi III, 1417-1421)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;How long will grown men and women in this world keep drawing in their coloring books an image of God that makes them sad?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Meister Eckhart, *117)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;I couldn’t lie anymore so I started to call my dog “God.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First he looked confused, then he started smiling, then he even danced.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I kept at it:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;now he doesn’t even bite.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am wondering if this might work on people?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Tukaram, *333)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Such love does the sky now pour, that whenever I stand in a field, I have to wring out the light when I get home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(St. Francis of Assisi, *48)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;It’s a lie – any talk of God that doesn’t comfort you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Meister Eckhart, *118)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the love starts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today is such a day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Rumi, *80)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Close your eyes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fall in love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stay there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Rumi)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Know the true nature of your Beloved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In His loving eyes, your every thought, word and movement is always, ALWAYS beautiful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Hafiz, *164) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;If I told you the truth about God, you might think I was an idiot.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I lied to you about the Beautiful One, you might parade me though the streets shouting, “This guy is a genius!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This world has its pants on backwards…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thus having a clear grasp of the situation, if I am asked anything these days, I just laugh.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kabir, (*212)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;If God would stop telling jokes, I might act serious.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Tukaram, *353)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;*Love Poems from God, Daniel Ladinsky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;The gloom of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is radiance and glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;in the darkness could we but see -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;and to see we have only to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;I beseech you to look! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Fra Giovanni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Humanity is divinity wearing a mask.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Ernest Holmes, Essential Ernest Holmes, 99)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Take the heat out from under old hurts, and what is left is light.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Ernest Holmes, Essential Ernest Holmes, 123)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;I see God everywhere in the matrix that unites us all… synchronicity is due to the vibration of our molecules organizing at the highest levels to achieve coherence and harmony.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the demonstration of what I know as God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Candace Pert, Everything You need to Know to feel Go(o)d, 215)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;It is in each of us, in our very being moment to moment, that the Infinite and the Finite continuously marry and incarnate as new possibility.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Richard Moss, Black Butterfly 11)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;The God of the visionary r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;esponse is the God of light. The human nervous system is capable of accessing this response, which brings transformation, clari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;ty, wonder, magic and healing. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;his is the God of miracles who reveals the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;higher states of consciousness a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;vailable to human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Deepak Chopra, How to know God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;The processes of your reunion with the nonphysical aspect of your Being is totally a personal experience, a love affair uniquely yours. This Love is divine love of Source for itself. This Love is the tasting of Source through you. There is no greater Love than the recognition of divinity in all you see… The glory of your Being is the sparkle within Source’s Eye. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Kelly Torian)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;e are already and always on sacred ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gifts of grace and delight are present and abundant; the time to live and love and give thanks and rest and delight is now, this moment, this day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Feel what heaven is like.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have a taste of eternity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Rest in the arms of the divine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The time to sleep, to rest, is now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are already home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;Wayne Muller, Sabbath, pp. 77-79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is great love here for you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Abraham-Hicks)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-9184543651879858489?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/9184543651879858489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/09/connecting-more-deeply-with-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/9184543651879858489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/9184543651879858489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/09/connecting-more-deeply-with-spirit.html' title='connecting more deeply with Spirit'/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-8524932311314502179</id><published>2009-08-03T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:23:40.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next logical step'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next gentle step'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SnbkkE54ZQI/AAAAAAAAABc/FyjKIYvpyf0/s1600-h/candle+rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SnbkkE54ZQI/AAAAAAAAABc/FyjKIYvpyf0/s200/candle+rose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727314501461250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'times new roman';  font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;p align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh, this morning I was writing to a friend, and I was telling him about a vision (appended below)  that inspired me to a whole new understanding about teaching 11 years ago.  In looking it up in my book, so I could append it to my email to him, I listened again to Erik Balkey's song based on the vision.  And was inspired to tears of joy again!  Erik's song, repetitive tiny phrases, totally captures the feeling of BIG love, small steps that happened for me in that vision.  I so appreciate Erik's creativity and talent!  He would write a song for you, too...  write him at erikbalkeymusic@yahoo.com for details! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I pondered this vision this morning, I remembered something Steve Rother explained to me once --  that Ascension isn't  everyone getting to the top of the ladder.  It's each person reaching their next  step, *any* person reaching their next step.  That was a tremendous relief to  me!  A little insight anyone has changes the vibration of the whole of human  consciousness.  Wow!  That's leverage!  And gives me cause to celebrate daily!   I love celebration!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;March 14, 1998&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Next Gentle Step&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to hear Erik's song:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; http://whatanicewebsite.com/Connee/Big-Love-Small-Steps.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This powerful vision affected me more intensely than any I had  ever had. I saw a being of love and light gently reaching out a hand of welcome.  First extending her right hand and then her left, she guided a person coming  forward up over a small step, like a curb up onto a sidewalk. This was the  simple action of the vision, but it was repeated with incredible loving energy  for over 20 minutes. I felt like an endless flow of people came to her, were  greeted, loved, nurtured, supported, and helped up this tiny step. They then  moved beyond her into a light-filled space where they were happy, contented, and  growing. The consciousness was expanding, the community of people congregated  was growing. It seemed effortless and filled with joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font: normal normal normal 16px/normal 'times new roman';  font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I definitely felt she was a very special teacher, one who  practices the Presence of God and the process of spiritual growth in divine  balance. I believed she had created this path of light and prayed it into the  realization of her ministry. This teacher encourages simple, easy, tiny steps,  filled with grace and joy. I could feel this person, understanding the law and  the love, both of which are God. I could feel a powerful consciousness of her  own divinity, and see the manifestation of it in wonderful human qualities.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I could sense how totally she was in the flow of aligned  energy. The stream was endless and she was untiring. She had more love than I  had ever imagined, collected in an enormous pool of nurturing consciousness,  available to share with everyone. I could see she was empowering others as  teachers. Soon many others were helping to take the people coming in up the next  step and the next. The expansion continued endlessly. She was a person who led  as effectively from the back as from the front. She had power as herself very  strongly, but had no desire for power over others.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The most startling part of this particular vision was, about  halfway through the ongoing vision, I had the feeling of being "shot through the  heart" by a bolt of love of a magnitude I had never before even dimly witnessed.  It was at least a thousand times stronger than any love I had ever felt. My  response was to begin to cry tears of awe and joy in talking about it, and I  continued to cry for three hours afterwards. All the while I was trying to  integrate the incredible gift of grace I had received.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This vision changed the way I look at many things. My previous  model of spiritual teaching came from a team concept developed in physical  challenge courses. At the end of a tiring day, the team members find themselves  facing a 15-foot wall, assigned the task of getting everyone over to the other  side. One solution is to "throw someone over the wall." The pioneer is then able  to reach back and help the others to climb over. I felt as if I had been thrown  over the wall a number of times in my life. I was grateful for the assistance of  others who helped me get to new levels, however violently. I liked being a team  member a lot better than being alone. I saw my teaching as the opportunity to  give a hand up to the next person, so he or she didn't have to be thrown over  quite as roughly as I had been.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;In this crisis model of growth, I understood the future to hold  someone getting thrown over the next wall periodically. Then the whole team  could conquer the next obstacle. I knew it might be me or someone else. As I saw  the teacher gently helping people up the next step, I could see the wall  outlined in the distance. Nobody was choosing to climb the obstacle anymore, now  the gentle path had been revealed. My wall paradigm, which had worked pretty  well until then, was obsolete. Tiny, incremental steps could work much more  gently and efficiently for spiritual growth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The vision showed me clearly the kind of teacher I want to be.  I felt an unprecedented sense of the magnitude of the Love of God for all  creation. Far beyond my previous experience of human love, this love seemed  unquestioning, universal, infinite. Even more than wanting to be an effective  teacher, I want to learn to share great love. My understanding of the human  capacity to feel and experience love expanded one thousandfold that day. My  daily affirmation now is to have a "heart as radiant as the sun."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#230f75;"&gt;Copyright 2000 Connee  Chandler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-8524932311314502179?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/8524932311314502179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhhhhhhh-this-morning-i-was-writing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/8524932311314502179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/8524932311314502179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhhhhhhh-this-morning-i-was-writing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SnbkkE54ZQI/AAAAAAAAABc/FyjKIYvpyf0/s72-c/candle+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-9162588311512959380</id><published>2009-07-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:44:19.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stillness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the void'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playful God'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was hanging out in email this morning, and a lovely lady wrote and asked me about filling the void.  And her question reminded me of a vision I saw a number of years ago - I called it "The Stillness" the first time I went there, but later, when I went back, felt it as "the Void."  And in the void, I heard a voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the story of those visions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Stillness&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="11" day="23" year="2001"&gt;November 23, 2001&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was in meditation, and for just a moment, slipped into a space of total blackness and stillness that I had never touched before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The richness of that moment stands out in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For the silence was not the silence of infinite peace which I remember clearly in contrast, this was the ground of all potential.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The stillness that contained ALL THAT IS - all the love, all the joy, all the wonder, all the abundance, all the energy, all the health, all the grace...&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It brings tears to my eyes to go back there, even in memory.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Science says black holes are far denser than the light-filled Universe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I, too, found denseness in the darkness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Endless possibilities awaited the spark of consciousness to bring them to light.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Touching it for a moment was blissful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then it was gone. Yet, I remember what it felt like, and I know that is the truth of my being, all being.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is all here, right now and everywhere and always.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To truly grasp that becomes my goal...&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exploring The Void&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="1" day="27" year="2002"&gt;January 27, 2002&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In November, I saw a new place in consciousness while I was meditating.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the deepest place of silence, stillness and blackness I had ever seen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I looked at in from the outside of it, it felt like the richest place there ever was, the place of pure and total potential.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I recognized it as the God Stuff from which all things are realized.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was enthralled by the mystery of it, the fullness, the love that I felt within there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was reminded of the phrase, “In the Beginning, God.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when I looked up Genesis in the Bible, I saw that from the darkness the light was created.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I contemplated this vision in meditation over next few weeks, I discovered that I had a sense of this place of darkness as being the original space of all creation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I became inspired anew with the mystery of what is beyond what I know of God so far, after daily contemplating what God is for the last 15 years or so.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was awestruck again with the infinite nature of God, of the ultimate unknowing that we have from our finite perspective.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, I was also inspired by the understanding that it is always possible to know more of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remembered the words of the Yella Werder song, &lt;i&gt;Home in My Heart for Christmas&lt;/i&gt;, “Can you see that knowing God is all we live for?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was inspired anew by this vision to explore an entirely different aspect of Spirit than any I have touched until now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On January 27th, I was standing, in my space of vision in meditation, again contemplating the black wall of Stillness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On this day, it looked like a curtain made of luscious black velvet fabric.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For some reason, I was inspired to back up to it, to feel its velvety softness wrap around me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I did, it felt wonderful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In that moment, I remembered the vision called The Monolith, from my book, &lt;i&gt;A Gift of Vision&lt;/i&gt;, where I fell into the light filled space of perfect peace and tranquility.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Falling into that quality of God felt wonderful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I wondered, “What would it be like to fall into this space of blackness?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With the thought, I did fall.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The curtain disappeared, and I was falling backward in space, doing a fully stretched back flip, over and over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was a twirling, almost star shaped quality to the fall.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My guess is that I was seeing it in stop action, so I was seeing not just the rotation, but many regular points in the spiral as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seemed I was rotating from a balance point at the center of my body, and the spinning was orderly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Falling felt even, rather neutral from an experience point of view, almost slightly pleasant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly it occurred to me that I might fall in that way forever, since there was no resistance in the space where I was falling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I said to myself, “I wonder what would happen if I wanted to be oriented on one plane?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instantly, I was oriented, facing down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I said, “I wonder what would happen if I had a place to stand?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instantly, there was something solid underfoot, and I had a place to stand comfortably.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wondered what would happen if I asked for light.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;An old fashioned, table-style Tiffany lamp, with a pull chain, suddenly had its chain pulled and there was light in the middle of the darkness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I realized it might be necessary to be more specific.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wondered what it would be like to be in a room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Walls appeared around me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About that time, I started to get slightly unnerved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I began to see that if I was going to be that instantly creative, there was a lot that I didn’t know about what to create.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were many things I did not want to think about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even saw a couple of them. .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I said to myself, "I wonder what God looks like in this place."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the answer came back immediately, eagerly, sounding like a young boy playing pretend, "What do you want me to be?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  quickly realized that the world I live in has had a lot of thought go into it already.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are so many incredibly good ideas at work in the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Order, seasons, love, light, grace, peace, joy, trees, clouds, water, animals, plants and flowers…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of that was created from this space of all potential.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t need to have the individual consciousness to think up all those things in a timely way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s all been co-created.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was overwhelmed with appreciation for how perfect things already are in the world&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I started to see creating more simply.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Within the perspective of my life as Connee Chandler, there are many things I can imagine being fun, lovely or joyful to experience myself or to see happen to others in my physical world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the place to begin, a big enough opportunity for creating.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have to start from scratch, thank God!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can simply reach back into the space of God Stuff, and throw a handful of something new into an already fabulous world of form, and call it good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Expansion is unlimited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is enough God Stuff available to create Universes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For now, I just want to see more clearly, to express more joy, to share more love, to amplify more harmony.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to gather with a community of beings where we assist each other to know the magnificence of who we all are.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I already have everything I need to do my work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The perfect tools for the job are at hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few good ideas, and the faith that creation is underway, is all that is required.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2 align="left" style="text-align:left"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:4"&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-9162588311512959380?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/9162588311512959380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-hanging-out-in-email-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/9162588311512959380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/9162588311512959380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-hanging-out-in-email-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-6685289003319656944</id><published>2009-07-24T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T04:33:08.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The musings on release were a handout I prepared for a talk at my Science of Mind Study Group earlier this week.  That talk is available at:   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://whatanicewebsite.com/Connee/Connee_audio_archive.htm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the title &lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://whatanicewebsite.com/SterlingStudyGroup/Jul19200911.25am.mp3"&gt;July 19, 2009 Ingredients of  Magic: Release&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many thanks to David Gordon for making all the talks available on my website and the Sterling Study Group website!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-6685289003319656944?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/6685289003319656944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/musings-on-release-were-handout-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/6685289003319656944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/6685289003319656944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/musings-on-release-were-handout-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828456003790442735.post-7259002224011056734</id><published>2009-07-22T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T10:25:32.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxing into wellbeing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>What release feels like to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmdGigZjkwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/v_W12YwnJwM/s1600-h/connee+at+blowing+rock+nc+may+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361331440034484994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmdGigZjkwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/v_W12YwnJwM/s200/connee+at+blowing+rock+nc+may+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is Release -- Connee Chandler 7-14-09 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is letting go of needing to control all the details. Release is like letting go of a balloon and watching my Spirit soar among the clouds. Release is allowing my Self to FLY! Release is relaxing into trust. Release is relaxing into the knowing that all is well. Release is surrendering the belief that my local perspective is my only perspective. Release is remembering who I truly am. Release is letting go of needing to specify a particular path for my good to come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is relaxing my resistance. Release is letting my guard down. Release is freeing myself from fear and worry. Release is letting my mind and my heart sink into peace. Release is the stillness. Release is letting go and letting God.&lt;br /&gt;Release is deep trust. Release is knowing that all is well. Release is remembering that things always work out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is freedom. Release is the freedom of allowing my life to unfold. Release is allowing my life to evolve from a higher perspective. Release is cultivating a climate of intuitive knowing. Release is the culmination of my spiritual path so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is loosing the boundaries of my sense of self and letting in more spiritual territory. Release is joy liberated. Release is standing on the edge of the expansion of the Universe. Release is stretching into something more. Release is allowing my higher perspective more room to maneuver. Release is faith in action. Release is putting my life where my mouth is. Release is deeply knowing that even when it looks like something is going wrong, it’s actually something going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is stopping second guessing the plot of the movie of my life and watching it unfolding in mystery and wonder, trusting in the happy ending. Release is letting go of limiting beliefs. Release is basking in the knowing that God’s grace is sufficient for me. Release is trusting in the divine nature of my being. Release is knowing there is a bigger picture. Release is allowing God’s vision for my life to be revealed. Release is savoring the love that I am. Release is courting the conscious presence of the divine. Release is letting go of the past. Release is letting go of limiting beliefs and narrow thoughts. Release is letting go of the need to understand in the short term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is knowing that grace is always here. Release is allowing myself to rely on my Higher Self. Release is savoring the love that is the truth in this Universe. Release is knowing the Universe is friendly. Release is allowing Spirit to orchestrate a solution. Release is letting love lead. Release is taking the next gentle step. Release is taking the path of least resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is thinking outside the box. Release is trusting that my Inner Being is orchestrating the very best possible outcome of my life from the highest perspective. Release is deciding that sometimes it is ok to not know what’s next. Release is allowing life to flow. Release is letting myself know that there is more to me than I ever knew before, more to life than I ever guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release, like freedom is an incremental process, not an on-off switch, but a dimmer switch with a million stops. Release is about allowing just today’s next gentle step. Release is about letting go with love. Release is about trusting the flow. Release is deeply healing. Release is energizing.&lt;br /&gt;Release frees up emotional and physical energy. Release relaxes tension, in the body, mind and Spirit. Release is relaxing into the knowing that I am always safe. Release is remembering that I am always loved. Release is delegating to my staff of thousands in nonphysical. Release is remembering that the Fairies of the Universe want to help me live an extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is remembering that there is great power in letting go. Release is reducing my baseline level of tension. Release is holding on a little less tightly. Release is unclenching my fist. Release is love winning out over fear. Release is choosing what’s really important. Release is being willing to be happy rather right. Release feels good, free, easy! Release rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is empowering, powerful, grace-filled, liberating! Release feels like joy. Release feels like letting go of bondage, getting out of jail and collecting $200! Release is deeply trusting my Inner Being’s skill at orchestration. Release feels like recognizing that there is a bigger picture, even if I don’t see it yet. Release feels like focusing on what really matters. Release feels like living NOW. Release is being fully engaged in my life. Release is accepting the invitation to play a new game. Release is opening up to who I can be at a higher level. Release is blessing who I have been, on the way to becoming more. Release happens in the perfect timing. Release is cooperating with a universal intention. Release is giving Source room to maneuver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is allowing my vibrational escrow to manifest. Release is about leaving the door open for something new to arrive. Release is being willing for life to be a glorious adventure. Release is letting go of fear, tension and worry. Release is knowing Law of Attraction is always in action. Release is letting go of past hurts and stories and allowing today’s joyful moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is being quiet enough to hear divine guidance. Release is seeing with new eyes. Release is letting go of the way things were in favor of the way things are and can be. Release is allowing synchronicity. Release is freeing up the energy to notice synchronicity is always already happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is decluttering. Release is letting go what no longer works and appreciating what does work. Release is simple and elegant. Release is a signal to the Universe that I am ready for what’s new and what’s next. Release is the key that opens the door to the Kingdom of Heaven, right here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is remembering it’s not my job to make it happen, it’s my joy to let it happen. Release is knowing my dreams are already in the process of coming true. Release is knowing where to put my faith. Release is remembering that God is a river, not just a stone. Release is letting the games begin. Release is embarking on a grand new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release is letting go of the old rules and ways and feeling my way into an intuitively guided life. Release is trusting in the beauty and wisdom of God. Release is allowing myself to be a fuller expression of Source, a more radiant light in the world. Release is allowing my light to shine brightly. Release is letting go of my defenses, feeling my truth and trusting the consequences, even if I damn them for a moment along the way. Release is cultivating a new, free-er, more expansive kind of foresight. Release is letting go of what feels constrictive and embracing what feels expansive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8828456003790442735-7259002224011056734?l=conneechandler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/feeds/7259002224011056734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-release-feels-like-to-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/7259002224011056734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8828456003790442735/posts/default/7259002224011056734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conneechandler.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-release-feels-like-to-me.html' title='What release feels like to me'/><author><name>Connee Chandler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12230324264186858553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmfJzcvjExI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BcsLpHgFSQ0/S220/blogtop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4OK3kNwR_Y/SmdGigZjkwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/v_W12YwnJwM/s72-c/connee+at+blowing+rock+nc+may+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
