<?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-8565204453664939532</id><updated>2011-11-10T05:54:11.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the Rain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3491676884337107222</id><published>2011-11-10T05:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T05:54:11.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Problems are to the mind what exercise is to the muscles, they toughen and make strong.”&lt;br /&gt;Norman Vincent Peale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3491676884337107222?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3491676884337107222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3491676884337107222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2011/11/problems-are-to-mind-what-exercise-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8332845091689878481</id><published>2011-11-08T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:10:26.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity</title><content type='html'>"The art of overcoming challenges ---is often not to see them as obstacles. "&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8332845091689878481?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8332845091689878481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8332845091689878481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2011/11/adversity.html' title='Adversity'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4848660630217310580</id><published>2010-07-27T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:38:57.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuttering</title><content type='html'>"I believe that stuttering is a gift granted to certain people, a key  that opens up parts of the human psyche that would not be opened  otherwise." - Alan Rabinowitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://http://www.stutteringhelp.org/Default.aspx?tabid=669&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://http://magblog.audubon.org/finding-words-animals-story-alan-rabinowitz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4848660630217310580?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4848660630217310580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4848660630217310580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2010/07/stuttering.html' title='Stuttering'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6614655404039996397</id><published>2009-04-21T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:47:31.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievement</title><content type='html'>“The three great essentials to achieving anything worthwhile are; first, hard work, second, stick-to-it-iveness, and third, common sense.”&lt;br /&gt;- Thomas Edison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6614655404039996397?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6614655404039996397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6614655404039996397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/04/achievement.html' title='Achievement'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3848954795163403382</id><published>2009-03-31T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:17:44.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>Laughter is the shock absorber that eases the bumps of life.  Author unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Agnes Repplier (1855 - 1950)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter gives us distance. It allows us to step back from an event, deal with it and then move on. Bob Newhart (1929 - )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. e e cummings (1894 - 1962)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at yourself first, before anyone else can. Elsa Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine. Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing. Michael Pritchard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh. W. H. Auden (1907 - 1973)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3848954795163403382?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3848954795163403382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3848954795163403382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/03/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6378315059431411346</id><published>2009-03-08T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:38:26.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs</title><content type='html'>"He is your friend, your partner, your defender -- your dog.&lt;br /&gt;You are his life, his love, his leader.&lt;br /&gt;He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion." - unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6378315059431411346?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6378315059431411346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6378315059431411346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/03/dogs.html' title='Dogs'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7890631471022761784</id><published>2009-02-06T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:10:53.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>Should you encounter a problem along your way, change your direction, but not your destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7890631471022761784?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7890631471022761784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7890631471022761784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-9156400365113073840</id><published>2009-02-06T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:11:14.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>The greatest change will happen when you stop believing that you need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-9156400365113073840?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/9156400365113073840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/9156400365113073840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/change_06.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5306663973050201898</id><published>2009-02-06T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:11:29.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying people</title><content type='html'>Everything that annoys us about others can help us to understand ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5306663973050201898?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5306663973050201898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5306663973050201898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/annoying-people.html' title='Annoying people'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2317691676114255207</id><published>2009-02-06T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:11:43.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Capabilities</title><content type='html'>What we most need in life is somebody who points out what we could do and what we are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2317691676114255207?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2317691676114255207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2317691676114255207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/capabilities.html' title='Capabilities'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8856294104246238679</id><published>2009-02-04T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:12:01.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes it is a quiet voice at the end of the day saying..."I will try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Anne Radmacher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8856294104246238679?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8856294104246238679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8856294104246238679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3130013443297007016</id><published>2009-02-04T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:12:35.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>"Change your thoughts and change your world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman Vicent Peale&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3130013443297007016?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3130013443297007016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3130013443297007016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-909521962248802788</id><published>2009-02-04T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:03:18.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Farmer's Advice</title><content type='html'>An Old Farmer's Advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong&lt;br /&gt;Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance&lt;br /&gt;Life is simpler when you plow around the stump&lt;br /&gt;A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor&lt;br /&gt;Words that soak into your ears are whispered not yelled&lt;br /&gt;Meanness don't jes' happen overnight&lt;br /&gt;Forgive your enemies It messes up their heads&lt;br /&gt;Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you&lt;br /&gt;It don't take a very big person to carry a grudge&lt;br /&gt;You cannot unsay a cruel word&lt;br /&gt;Every path has a few puddles&lt;br /&gt;When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty&lt;br /&gt;The best sermons are lived, not preached&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stuff people worry about ain't never gonna happen anyway&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge folks by their relatives&lt;br /&gt;Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer&lt;br /&gt;Don't interfere with somethin' that ain't botherin' you none&lt;br /&gt;Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got&lt;br /&gt;The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin'&lt;br /&gt;Always drink upstream from the herd&lt;br /&gt;Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment&lt;br /&gt;Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back in&lt;br /&gt;If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around Live simply Love generously Care deeply Speak kindly&lt;br /&gt;AND LEAVE THE REST TO GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-909521962248802788?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/909521962248802788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/909521962248802788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-farmers-advice.html' title='An Old Farmer&apos;s Advice'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1001574511911894765</id><published>2009-01-14T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:42:09.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas every day</title><content type='html'>"There are some that don't open their eyes or their ears or their hearts&lt;br /&gt;and they still say, that's not quite enough.&lt;br /&gt;They wander through the stores looking for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;But others open their whole being to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;bending their knees to praise God,&lt;br /&gt;carrying Christmas with them every day.&lt;br /&gt;For these the whole world is a gift!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ann Weems in &lt;em&gt;Kneeling in Bethlehem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1001574511911894765?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1001574511911894765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1001574511911894765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-every-day.html' title='Christmas every day'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3342305512434838216</id><published>2008-09-16T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:33:05.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>"God will give you the strength you need minute by minute.  He never gives it a minute before we need it, but always in time."&lt;br /&gt;  –from Lighthouse by Eugenia Price&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3342305512434838216?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3342305512434838216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3342305512434838216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1849108274752958727</id><published>2008-09-16T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:31:58.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Determination</title><content type='html'>"If you think you are beaten, you are;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you dare not, you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like to win, but think you can’t,&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost a cinch you won’t.&lt;br /&gt;If you think you’ll lose, you’ve lost,&lt;br /&gt;For out in the world we find&lt;br /&gt;Success begins with a fellow’s will;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all in the state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;Life’s battles don’t always go&lt;br /&gt;To the stronger or faster man;&lt;br /&gt;But soon or late the man who wins         &lt;br /&gt;Is the one who thinks he can."&lt;br /&gt;  -Col. Robert J. Philpott-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1849108274752958727?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1849108274752958727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1849108274752958727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/determination.html' title='Determination'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-428872526666518299</id><published>2008-09-16T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:30:47.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is worth living</title><content type='html'>"Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact."&lt;br /&gt; William James&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-428872526666518299?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/428872526666518299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/428872526666518299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-worth-living.html' title='Life is worth living'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5598279077787972781</id><published>2008-09-16T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:35:04.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>"Failure is often God’s own tool for carving some of the finest outlines in the character of his children; and, even in this life, bitter and crushing failures have often in them the germs of new and quite unimagined happiness, if we can but see it."&lt;br /&gt;T. Hodgkin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5598279077787972781?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5598279077787972781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5598279077787972781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/failure_16.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1385775090148391211</id><published>2008-09-16T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:27:12.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>"That's life. -  It's what you do with the hand you're dealt."&lt;br /&gt;Garrison Keiller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1385775090148391211?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1385775090148391211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1385775090148391211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2509054595988527740</id><published>2008-09-16T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:25:15.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>"To cherish what remains of the earth and to foster its renewal is our only legitimate hope of survival."&lt;br /&gt;Wendell Berry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2509054595988527740?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2509054595988527740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2509054595988527740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7016853114375120863</id><published>2008-09-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:23:09.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best in life</title><content type='html'>"The best and most beautiful things in life cannot be seen, not touched, but are felt in the heart."&lt;br /&gt;Helen Keller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7016853114375120863?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7016853114375120863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7016853114375120863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-in-life.html' title='Best in life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4055187493346269849</id><published>2008-09-16T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:22:16.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>"We must become the change we wish to see in the world."&lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4055187493346269849?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4055187493346269849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4055187493346269849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1332187997177760219</id><published>2008-09-16T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:21:41.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>"The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Mandela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1332187997177760219?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1332187997177760219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1332187997177760219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5810266570836065395</id><published>2008-09-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:20:37.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Principles</title><content type='html'>"A people that values its privileges above its principles soon loses both."&lt;br /&gt;Dwight Eisenhower&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5810266570836065395?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5810266570836065395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5810266570836065395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/principles.html' title='Principles'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1479447132396935709</id><published>2008-09-16T07:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:19:39.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making things better</title><content type='html'>"It is better to light the candle than to curse the darkness."&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1479447132396935709?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1479447132396935709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1479447132396935709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-things-better.html' title='Making things better'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7151926747335702428</id><published>2008-09-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:18:09.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>"The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will."&lt;br /&gt;Vince Lombardi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7151926747335702428?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7151926747335702428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7151926747335702428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5518265803909165630</id><published>2008-09-16T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:17:01.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>"Failure is simply the opportunity to begine again more intelligently."&lt;br /&gt;Henry Ford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5518265803909165630?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5518265803909165630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5518265803909165630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1353457704608772643</id><published>2008-09-16T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:16:16.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity</title><content type='html'>"All the adversity I've had in my life, has strengthened me.  You may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you."&lt;br /&gt;Walt Disney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1353457704608772643?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1353457704608772643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1353457704608772643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/adversity.html' title='Adversity'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8856172270659763390</id><published>2008-09-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:14:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberty</title><content type='html'>"Liberty, when it begins to take root, is a plant of rapid growth."&lt;br /&gt;George Washington&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8856172270659763390?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8856172270659763390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8856172270659763390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/liberty.html' title='Liberty'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6595425351642257065</id><published>2008-09-16T07:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:13:42.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to put its pants on."&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6595425351642257065?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6595425351642257065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6595425351642257065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2270156833595148582</id><published>2008-09-16T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:12:49.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind words</title><content type='html'>"Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless."&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2270156833595148582?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2270156833595148582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2270156833595148582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/kind-words.html' title='Kind words'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-753239921472622201</id><published>2008-09-16T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:13:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well done or well said?</title><content type='html'>"Well done is better than well said."&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect quote for someone who stutters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-753239921472622201?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/753239921472622201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/753239921472622201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-done-or-well-said.html' title='Well done or well said?'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4076989508588957806</id><published>2008-08-19T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:14:20.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Commandments</title><content type='html'>Thou shalt be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt use thy talents to make others glad.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt rise above defeat and trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt look upon each day as a new day.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt always do thy best and leave the rest to God.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not waste thy time and energy in useless worry.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt look only on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not be afraid of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt have a kind word and a kind deed for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt say every morning - I am a child of God and nothing can hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Steiner Rice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4076989508588957806?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4076989508588957806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4076989508588957806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-commandments.html' title='New Commandments'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4802744117479746170</id><published>2008-08-19T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:14:47.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An action or word</title><content type='html'>It's hard to explain - this feeling of woe,&lt;br /&gt;That enwraps every part of your being&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to interpret the sadness and hurt&lt;br /&gt;That keep you the sunlight from seeing.&lt;br /&gt;The world looks so dreary - so cold and so dull -&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a thing you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why we must experience this grief&lt;br /&gt;Why happiness it does destroy.&lt;br /&gt;Just an aching and breaking, a hurt and a pain&lt;br /&gt;That comes from an action or word,&lt;br /&gt;A longing, a gnawing, a feeling of loss&lt;br /&gt;The depth of this sorrow's unheard.&lt;br /&gt;And yet if we had no sorrows&lt;br /&gt;How valueless joy would be,&lt;br /&gt;For we never could know the depth and height&lt;br /&gt;Of triumph and victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Steiner Rice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4802744117479746170?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4802744117479746170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4802744117479746170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/08/action-or-word.html' title='An action or word'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6974980605446268504</id><published>2008-06-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:15:07.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of the Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>"One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6974980605446268504?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6974980605446268504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6974980605446268504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/06/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='Law of the Garbage Truck'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3431935943346838806</id><published>2008-05-26T04:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:57:40.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity</title><content type='html'>"Search for the seed of good in every adversity. Master that principle and you will own a precious shield that will guard you well through all the darkest valleys you must traverse....There is always a seed of good. Find it and prosper."&lt;br /&gt;-- Og Mandino&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3431935943346838806?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3431935943346838806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3431935943346838806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/05/adversity.html' title='Adversity'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7540307695302523354</id><published>2008-05-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:34:11.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>"This is the beginning of a new day. You have been given this day to use as you will. You can waste it or use it for good. What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it. When tomorrow comes, this day will be gone forever, in its place is something that you have left behind...let it be something good."&lt;br /&gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7540307695302523354?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7540307695302523354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7540307695302523354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8165803191602191431</id><published>2008-05-09T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:24:13.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes and Dreams</title><content type='html'>" Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do. "&lt;br /&gt;-- Pope John XXVII&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8165803191602191431?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8165803191602191431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8165803191602191431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/05/hopes-and-dreams.html' title='Hopes and Dreams'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8820945280713679670</id><published>2008-05-09T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:20:36.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting different people</title><content type='html'>"Perhaps God would want you to become acquainted with many different people in the course of your life, so that when you meet the right ones, you can appreciate and be grateful for them."   - author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8820945280713679670?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8820945280713679670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8820945280713679670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/05/meeting-different-people.html' title='Meeting different people'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7635923289927080305</id><published>2008-05-07T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:06:08.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>" The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem. "&lt;br /&gt;-- Theodore Rubin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7635923289927080305?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7635923289927080305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7635923289927080305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/05/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1752320576094766701</id><published>2008-04-28T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:42:52.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>"Even when you think you have your life all mapped out, things happen that shape your destiny in ways you might never have imagined."- Deepak Chopra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1752320576094766701?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1752320576094766701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1752320576094766701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/04/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6217161842271420495</id><published>2008-04-03T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T06:07:52.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity in life</title><content type='html'>"All the adversity I've had in my life, all my troubles have strengthened me...you may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you."                   -Walt Disney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6217161842271420495?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6217161842271420495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6217161842271420495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/04/adversity-in-life.html' title='Adversity in life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8714969218753138144</id><published>2008-03-29T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:16:05.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't concentrate on your problems</title><content type='html'>"Drag your thoughts away from your troubles . . . by the ears, by the heels or any other way you can manage it. It's the healthiest thing a body can do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8714969218753138144?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8714969218753138144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8714969218753138144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-concentrate-on-your-problems.html' title='Don&apos;t concentrate on your problems'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5147524329328724463</id><published>2008-02-12T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:16:46.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadet Prayer</title><content type='html'>Cadet Prayer that is repeated during chapel services at the U.S. Military Academy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make us to choose the harder right instead of the easier wrong, and never to be content with a half truth when the whole truth can be won. Endow us with the courage that is born of loyalty to all that is noble and worthy, that scorns to compromise with vice and injustice and knows no fear when truth and right are in jeopardy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5147524329328724463?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5147524329328724463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5147524329328724463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/02/cadet-prayer.html' title='Cadet Prayer'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-525493429703412601</id><published>2008-02-07T06:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:17:08.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>"Life will only take us a far as we are willing to see ourselves going. Deciding we cannot do or have or be something because we think it impossible does nothing but confine us to self-made limitations and tiny dreams."&lt;br /&gt;-Kate Nowak-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-525493429703412601?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/525493429703412601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/525493429703412601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/02/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6485788161095607039</id><published>2008-02-01T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:41:00.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excellence and Perfection</title><content type='html'>"Be careful not to confuse excellence with perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Excellence you can reach for, perfection is God's business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6485788161095607039?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6485788161095607039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6485788161095607039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/02/excellence-and-perfection.html' title='Excellence and Perfection'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2785633211247242796</id><published>2008-01-27T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:17:27.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God</title><content type='html'>"People today are looking for God. During a recent question-and-answer session, a student asked me why we can't find God. I told him he can't find God the way a thief can't find a policeman. He's not's looking for Him."I then suggested that every morning the students write the word 'Good' on a blackboard and then go out and do something for someone, expecting and getting nothing in return. Nothing is zero, so when you get home, scratch a zero out of your word and you will find God."&lt;br /&gt;—Red Skelton, comedian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2785633211247242796?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2785633211247242796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2785633211247242796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/01/god.html' title='God'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-3925624981194529370</id><published>2008-01-24T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:17:46.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being different</title><content type='html'>"If only I'd known that one day my differences would be an asset, my life would have been much easier."&lt;br /&gt;— Bette Midler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-3925624981194529370?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3925624981194529370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/3925624981194529370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-different.html' title='Being different'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2068805188674409226</id><published>2008-01-22T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T07:10:27.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being what you want to be; doing what you want to do.</title><content type='html'>“Whether you think you can, or think you can’t...you’re right.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Ford&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2068805188674409226?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2068805188674409226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2068805188674409226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-what-you-want-to-be-doing-what.html' title='Being what you want to be; doing what you want to do.'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2814066313429172530</id><published>2008-01-02T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T08:50:09.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>"A smile is the light in your window that tells others that there is a caring, sharing person inside."~ Denis Waitley ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2814066313429172530?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2814066313429172530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2814066313429172530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2008/01/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8713639205911275417</id><published>2007-11-06T05:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:08:52.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>“Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louisa May Alcott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8713639205911275417?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8713639205911275417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8713639205911275417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-180669433609277300</id><published>2007-10-30T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T07:11:51.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul</title><content type='html'>"The soul would have no rainbow if the eye had no tears." ~ Native American proverb~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-180669433609277300?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/180669433609277300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/180669433609277300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/10/soul-would-have-no-rainbow-if-eye-had.html' title='Soul'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7773233794641933122</id><published>2007-10-29T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T02:18:28.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>"Life is a coin. You can spend it anyway you wish, but you can only spend it once."&lt;br /&gt;author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7773233794641933122?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7773233794641933122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7773233794641933122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-coin.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5346132099660409047</id><published>2007-10-20T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:55:29.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Control</title><content type='html'>"Practice emptying out all fear, negativism, hate, and tension thoughts. You have sovereign control over the material that the mind shall hold. You can control your mind rather than allow your mind to control you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Norman Vincent Peale-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5346132099660409047?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5346132099660409047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5346132099660409047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/10/mind-control.html' title='Mind Control'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1711666568826181121</id><published>2007-09-26T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:03:28.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>God has no wastebaskets.  He makes no mistakes.  He never bungles a job.  If we have faith that He is in control of our lives, we will find the many blessings He has for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1711666568826181121?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1711666568826181121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1711666568826181121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8595732835686461246</id><published>2007-09-24T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:19:14.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scottish Blessing</title><content type='html'>May the blessing of light be on you&lt;br /&gt;Light without and light within.&lt;br /&gt;May the blessed sunlight shine on you like a great peat fire,&lt;br /&gt;So that stranger and friend may come and warm himself at it.&lt;br /&gt;And may light shine out of the two eyes of you,&lt;br /&gt;Like a candle set in the window of a house,&lt;br /&gt;Bidding the wanderer come in out of the storm.&lt;br /&gt;May the blessing of the rain be on you,&lt;br /&gt;May it beat upon your Spirit&lt;br /&gt;And wash it fair and clean,&lt;br /&gt;And leave there a shining pool where the blue of Heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes a star.&lt;br /&gt;May the blessing of the earth be on you,&lt;br /&gt;Soft under your feet as you pass along the roads,&lt;br /&gt;Soft under you as you lie out on it, tired at the end of day;&lt;br /&gt;And may it rest easy over you when, at last, you lie out under it.&lt;br /&gt;May it rest so lightly over you&lt;br /&gt;That your soul may be out from under it quickly;&lt;br /&gt;Up and off and on its way to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8595732835686461246?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8595732835686461246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8595732835686461246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/scottish-blessing.html' title='Scottish Blessing'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4120123510513466917</id><published>2007-09-14T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:13:02.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>"Experience is a wonderful thing. It enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again." author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4120123510513466917?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4120123510513466917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4120123510513466917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1877915576614860309</id><published>2007-09-06T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:10:04.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>"Life is drawing without an eraser."  We have to be careful what we think, say, and do because we don't want to be sorry we said something we can't take back, did something we can't undo, or thought something that made us act unkindly.  If we are always careful to treat others the way we would like to be treated, we surely won't have to worry that life doesn't come with an eraser.  Many parents probably wish they could go back and do their life over and bring their children up differently.  Many young people who make the wrong decisions probably wish they could live their life over and do it right the second time around.  Thinking of the possible consequences of what we think, say, and do will help us make the right choices and not wish for an eraser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1877915576614860309?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1877915576614860309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1877915576614860309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1220845587881958416</id><published>2007-09-04T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T15:42:15.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to have a good day</title><content type='html'>I read a little bit of one of Norman Vincent Peale's booklets "How to Have a Good Day Every Day" each day.  Here is what I read today - thought you might benefit from it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here are six suggested aids to feeling healthy today and every day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Think health, not sickness.  Mentally picture your body as being perfect both in condition and in function.  Do not visualize it as in decline or as deteriorating.  Train yourself to stop looking for something to go wrong.  Think positively about your physical self.  This is important, for mental images tend to reproduce themselves in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Talk to the health forces within yourself.  Summon them to your aid every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Drain your mind of all thoughts and attitudes that breed ill health; ill will is one.  Perhaps it is called ill will because it signifies a will sickened by hostile thoughts.  "Goodwill" is the opposite and healthy state in which love is the curative element.  The effect of mind on physical conditions is so profound that at his peril one will allow himself to harbor resentment, frustration, fear or guilt.  Tensions created by such unhealthy attitudes can cause or aggravate many diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Equally powerful in their effect on well-being are the healthy emotions, so fill your mind with love, forgiveness, and faith.  Cultivate these qualities, and you will begin to feel better.  They tend to tone up your whole being.  And as one doctor said, "When you are in tune, you are in tone."  These two steps are required daily:  A mind emptying, and a mind filling.  So every day say, "I now empty out of my mind every unhealthy thought."  As you say this, hold a picture of your sick thoughts as being flushed from your mind.  Then practice mind filling by affirming, "I now fill my mind with healthy thoughts; thoughts of love, generosity, and faith."  Conceive of these attitudes as soaking deeply into your consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Practice prayer breathing.  Take a brisk walk, breathing deeply in and out.  Say, "I breathe out ill health, ill will, ill attitudes; I breathe in good health, goodwill, good attitudes.  I breath out staleness; I breathe in vitality.  I breath out godlessness; I breathe in godliness."  Open your lungs, your heart, your mind, and your soul, and receive the gifts of vigor and energy.  Let your whole being come alive to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Add up every reason you can think of for feeling happy, thankful, and healthy.  Stress even the most basic things.  Then simply thank God.  As you practice adding up reasons for health and happiness, you'll be surprised at how many reasons you will find.  It is a basic law of spirit, mind, and body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps me to read this over and over once a week or so as I come to this in the booklet.  I hope it helps you, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1220845587881958416?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1220845587881958416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1220845587881958416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-to-have-good-day.html' title='How to have a good day'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-790791356129195087</id><published>2007-09-02T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T06:56:47.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>"Deliberately enter previously feared situations." Moses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say this is the only way to overcome things we fear.  Those who have trouble with speaking join Toastmasters and get better at talking in front of groups.  Children who are afraid of big dogs get better if they are slowly allowed good experiences with puppies, tiny dogs, and slowly larger and larger dogs until they learn that the size of the dog doesn't matter; it is the demeanor of the dog.  Funny thing, I still can't keep that creepy, crawly feeling from coming over me every time I see a spider!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-790791356129195087?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/790791356129195087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/790791356129195087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/09/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8845974208468828886</id><published>2007-08-31T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T10:59:16.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC’s of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ABC’s of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept differences&lt;br /&gt;Be kind&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings&lt;br /&gt;Dream&lt;br /&gt;Express thanks&lt;br /&gt;Forgive&lt;br /&gt;Give freely&lt;br /&gt;Harm no one&lt;br /&gt;Imagine more&lt;br /&gt;Jettison anger&lt;br /&gt;Keep confidences&lt;br /&gt;Love truly&lt;br /&gt;Master something&lt;br /&gt;Nurture hope&lt;br /&gt;Open your mind&lt;br /&gt;Pack lightly&lt;br /&gt;Quell rumors&lt;br /&gt;Reciprocate&lt;br /&gt;Seek wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Touch hearts&lt;br /&gt;Understand&lt;br /&gt;Value truth&lt;br /&gt;Win graciously&lt;br /&gt;Xeriscape&lt;br /&gt;Yearn for peace&lt;br /&gt;Zealously support a worthy cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My worthy cause of choice is The Stuttering Foundation of America&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8845974208468828886?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8845974208468828886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8845974208468828886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/abcs-of-life.html' title='ABC’s of Life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8001059439124526407</id><published>2007-08-30T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:08:40.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments,&lt;br /&gt;but what is woven into the lives of others."  Pericles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8001059439124526407?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8001059439124526407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8001059439124526407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-8757657998655789392</id><published>2007-08-29T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T22:52:39.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving mountains</title><content type='html'>"How do you move a mountain?  You move a mountain one truckload at a time.  You chisel away one chip at a time.  We chip and we chisel at life's challenges with confidence and hope until beauty emerges."Robert Schuller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-8757657998655789392?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8757657998655789392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/8757657998655789392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/moving-mountains.html' title='Moving mountains'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5113790505287952125</id><published>2007-08-24T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:09:19.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>"It’s best to be prepared for an opportunity and not have one than to have an opportunity and not be prepared." unknown author&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5113790505287952125?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5113790505287952125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5113790505287952125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-best-to-be-prepared-for-opportunity.html' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5366539046763367629</id><published>2007-08-23T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:09:45.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women, men, cats, dogs</title><content type='html'>"Women and cats do as they please, and men and dogs should just relax and get used to the idea." Robert A. Heinlein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5366539046763367629?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5366539046763367629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5366539046763367629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/women-and-cats-do-as-they-please-and.html' title='Women, men, cats, dogs'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-7674156639227972889</id><published>2007-08-21T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T10:52:01.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment for life</title><content type='html'>Anything you do from the soulful self will help lighten the burdens of the world. Anything. You have no idea what the smallest word, the tiniest generosity can cause to be set in motion. Be outrageous in forgiving. Be dramatic in reconciling. Be off the charts in kindness. Mastery is in increments, not in leaps. Be brave, be fierce, be visionary. Mend the parts of the world that are "within your reach." To live this way is the most dramatic gift you can ever give to the world. Consider yourselves assigned. - Clarissa Pinkola Estes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-7674156639227972889?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7674156639227972889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/7674156639227972889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/assignment-for-life.html' title='Assignment for life'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2529472367264419032</id><published>2007-08-14T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T10:37:15.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>"Attitude determines altitude." author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2529472367264419032?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2529472367264419032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2529472367264419032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2739540604506271448</id><published>2007-08-08T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:13:26.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing</title><content type='html'>"The more you wish it away makes it more real."  I found this scribbled on a note pad and don't remember where I got it or who said it.  It certainly can be applied to may situations.  If there is something about ourselves that we don't like, the more we concentrate on it, the more it will bother us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2739540604506271448?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2739540604506271448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2739540604506271448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/wishing.html' title='Wishing'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6185560992426462066</id><published>2007-08-06T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:41:33.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>“Never forget that God tests his real friends more severely than the lukewarm ones.” -  Kathryn Hulme &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me feel better when I have bad days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6185560992426462066?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6185560992426462066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6185560992426462066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1314866464206277864</id><published>2007-08-01T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:24:30.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Life!</title><content type='html'>“That’s life – It’s what you do with the hand you’re dealt”.  - Garrison Keiller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1314866464206277864?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1314866464206277864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1314866464206277864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/08/thats-life.html' title='That&apos;s Life!'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-6815494081351982025</id><published>2007-07-30T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:39:55.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What others think</title><content type='html'>“What other people think of me is none of my business!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this!  I can't remember who said this, but it is something to live by.  As long as I am leading a good, moral life and am happy with myself, others can say what they want about me.  It won't change me nor bother me.  I remember times when things were said about my handmade dresses when I was younger.  I was ashamed that I couldn't have the storebought clothes the other girls had then, but I am proud that my mother took time to "sew every stitch with love" as Dolly Parton says in her song &lt;em&gt;A Coat of Many Colors&lt;/em&gt;.  Many children (and adults, too) would have a much happier life if they realized that what others think of them doesn't matter.  Maybe then they wouldn't always be trying to please others and have the same or better than others have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-6815494081351982025?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6815494081351982025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/6815494081351982025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-others-think.html' title='What others think'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-1372545399945654393</id><published>2007-07-23T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:14:25.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>I have had this saved in my computer forever, but I don't know where I got it from.  I like to read it over and over as it applies to so many facets of my life - dancing, stuttering, relationships, career, family, friends, and on and on.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keys to Success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion – What is most beautiful and sacred to you?  What would you feel incomplete without?  When you have identified that which brings you complete joy, your own unquenchable desire to achieve that goal will become your passion – the inner drive that turns your dreams into a shining reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision – To attain your goal, you must first see it in your mind’s eye.  Never underestimate your ability to transcend your imagination’s outermost limits and bring your vision to fruition.  Throughout history, great accomplishments have begun with the vision of a single individual.  Dream it and achieve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation – Knowing where you can go starts with knowing where you are, and where you’ve been.  Success isn’t a matter or luck – it requires practice, study, and strategy.  Learn all you can about your passion.  Master every last detail, and consider all the nuances and possibilities. Then don’t hold back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage – That courage which overcomes all fear is born of a healthy yet realistic self-regard that exceeds your own expectations.  There are achievers who looked within themselves, and found there the mental and moral strength to pursue their dreams and prevail despite hardship, pain, and mortal danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance – No great achievement comes without obstacles: physical limitations, the vagaries of nature, or resistance from the outside world.  Although achievers sometimes meet with failure, they never abandon their dreams, but doggedly persevere until they succeed against the odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrity – The road that leads to real success has no real shortcuts, and no room for charlatans.   True achievers know that its more important to do the right thing rather than the popular thing, and have built their accomplishments on personal systems of  uncompromising standards and unwavering values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Dream – In this land of opportunity, it means something different for everyone.  But no matter what the definition, the achiever’s dream is the key to his or her vitality.  It nurtures the excitement of limitless possibility, urging us to plan, to work, and ultimately to believe in ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-1372545399945654393?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1372545399945654393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/1372545399945654393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/07/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-2588103232365349127</id><published>2007-07-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T07:46:06.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>We must be happy with ourselves in order to find true happiness in life and with others.  This poem tells it all:&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is the greatest paradox in nature.&lt;br /&gt;It can grow in any soil, live under any conditions.&lt;br /&gt;It defies environment.&lt;br /&gt;It comes from within; it is the revelation of the&lt;br /&gt;depths of inner life as light and heat proclaim&lt;br /&gt;the sun from which they radiate.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness consists not of having, but of being;&lt;br /&gt;not of possessing, but of enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;A martyr at the stake may have happiness&lt;br /&gt;that a king on his throne might envy.&lt;br /&gt;Man is the creator of his own happiness;&lt;br /&gt;it is the aroma of a life lived in harmony&lt;br /&gt;with high ideals.&lt;br /&gt;For what a man has, he may be dependent on others;&lt;br /&gt;what he is rests with him alone.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the soul’s joy in the possession of the intangible.&lt;br /&gt;It is the warm glow of a heart at peace with itself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - William George Jordan -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-2588103232365349127?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2588103232365349127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/2588103232365349127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/07/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-5863884608675563516</id><published>2007-07-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T13:47:52.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The importance of motivation cannot be exaggerated." - Hulit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security,And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises,And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child,And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans.After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.And you learn that you really can endure…That you really are strong and you really do have worth. "- Shoffstall -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-5863884608675563516?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5863884608675563516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/5863884608675563516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/07/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8565204453664939532.post-4698283262396598009</id><published>2007-07-17T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T16:44:49.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming and Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you can imagine it, you can achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream it, you can become it.&lt;br /&gt;- William Arthur Ward -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8565204453664939532-4698283262396598009?l=dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4698283262396598009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8565204453664939532/posts/default/4698283262396598009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancer-dancingintherain.blogspot.com/2007/07/dreaming-and-dancing.html' title='Dreaming and Dancing'/><author><name>Dancer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00889536340871962682</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></entry></feed>
