<?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-6532830614302863016</id><updated>2011-12-24T20:58:25.453-08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Women and life'/><title type='text'>Leap of Faith</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>saut de la foi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05872832275936598111</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532830614302863016.post-7444168677295441432</id><published>2011-12-24T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T20:58:25.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women and life'/><title type='text'>Women in My Life</title><content type='html'>Strong women take chances, make life changing decisions, and still wake to see the sun rise every day.&amp;nbsp; Life is not easy, it's not hard either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Alexandra Hernandez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tawnia, Alicia, Beverly, Lilian, Ester, Juanita, Alexandra, Deanna, Leticia, Rebecca, Sophia, Laurel, Maika, Charlotte, and Kristen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong women in my life who have helped and made me who I am today! Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532830614302863016-7444168677295441432?l=sautdelafoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/feeds/7444168677295441432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/women-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/7444168677295441432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/7444168677295441432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/women-in-my-life.html' title='Women in My Life'/><author><name>saut de la foi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05872832275936598111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532830614302863016.post-5900196328252672379</id><published>2011-12-05T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:58:13.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>This Beautiful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Flowers.&amp;nbsp; Music.&amp;nbsp; Smiles.&amp;nbsp; Animals.&amp;nbsp; Snow.&amp;nbsp; Ocean.&amp;nbsp; Tears.&amp;nbsp; Sun.&amp;nbsp; Taste.&amp;nbsp; Words.&amp;nbsp; Moon.&amp;nbsp; Sand.&amp;nbsp; Food.&amp;nbsp; Wine.&amp;nbsp; Clouds.&amp;nbsp; Smell.&amp;nbsp; Colors.&amp;nbsp; Family.&amp;nbsp; Fashion.&amp;nbsp; History.&amp;nbsp; Love.&amp;nbsp; Paws.&amp;nbsp; Friends.&amp;nbsp; Eyes.&amp;nbsp; Architecture.&amp;nbsp; Books.&amp;nbsp; Imagination.&amp;nbsp; Running.&amp;nbsp; Walking.&amp;nbsp; Touching.&amp;nbsp; Playing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Never once have I not been in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How bout you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take&amp;nbsp;a minute and write down&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;beautiful things in your life.&amp;nbsp;You won't regret&amp;nbsp;it. Smile, and keep the paper in your wallet, purse, desk,&amp;nbsp;or car. You'll find it just when you need it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fall in love with everything.&amp;nbsp;At the end of the day, it's something that is ours. Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532830614302863016-5900196328252672379?l=sautdelafoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/feeds/5900196328252672379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-beautiful-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/5900196328252672379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/5900196328252672379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-beautiful-life.html' title='This Beautiful Life'/><author><name>saut de la foi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05872832275936598111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532830614302863016.post-8811227661576994526</id><published>2011-10-28T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:15:42.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projection</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a dream. In the dream I saw a piece of paper, and on the paper one word. The word was "Projection." As I lay in bed thinking of this word and it's meaning to me; it hit me. The message that came through was about projecting. It's pretty simple. Whatever I project out into the world, the world will project back. This started an annoying stream of thoughts, I suddenly was questioning everything I was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently took a leap of faith in life. I quit my job, my home, and my paycheck to move to another state. I'd been planning and preparing for sometime. Any money that was saved was quickly removed from my account due to typical life things. One day I woke up and realized if I wanted to move, I was going to have to give up some part&amp;nbsp;of my current life to to make room for new experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in a new home, a new room, not quite a new person. I'm still clinging to my comfortable ways and not making any progress with them. Back to the dream, projection. The flooding thoughts that came to mind. The conclusion was that I'm not giving everything I possibly&amp;nbsp;can. I'm in search for a new job, but looking at positions that fit my old one. Shopping for new cloths, but not looking for new styles. I can picture myself and how I look, and&amp;nbsp;it doesn't match my current look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to step out of my comfort zone. Rather than write my thoughts in my journal and keep them to myself, I'm going to share some of them with you. I may travel back in time to a wonderful thought, or it may be a new entry.&amp;nbsp;I have one page in my journal labeled " Chocolate Raspberry Truffle Cheesecake." It's&amp;nbsp;not about the actual cheesecake, but the experience&amp;nbsp;of that day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can't put words to paper just yet. Something will trigger the words needed to complete the entry and I hope you'll be here to read about it. It was delicious, but that's not the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting myself out there, patiently waiting and wondering what will come my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What we project out into life; life will give us back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532830614302863016-8811227661576994526?l=sautdelafoi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/feeds/8811227661576994526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/10/projection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/8811227661576994526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532830614302863016/posts/default/8811227661576994526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sautdelafoi.blogspot.com/2011/10/projection.html' title='Projection'/><author><name>saut de la foi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05872832275936598111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
