<?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-3888535377825673586</id><updated>2012-01-27T05:47:56.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vichara</title><subtitle type='html'>Thought Of The Day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>908</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1860896205712039269</id><published>2012-01-27T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T05:47:56.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "ride"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gycZSoKRN8Q/TyKrAwQPBfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/ZHgtIS54fD4/s1600/J2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gycZSoKRN8Q/TyKrAwQPBfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/ZHgtIS54fD4/s320/J2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702308107645814258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At various points in the day when things can get a bit crazy and frenetic we all must take a few minutes to step back, breathe and just take a moment.  Get off the “ride” for a few minutes and remind ourselves that this is just not some random ride but we all have a purpose here.  A wise man once said “Ooogaleee boogalee bim bop swaheelee snobbaluu bop walla walla floopeee butt”.  Which means, “Think and act with the foundation of compassion”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1860896205712039269?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1860896205712039269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1860896205712039269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1860896205712039269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1860896205712039269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/ride.html' title='The &quot;ride&quot;...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gycZSoKRN8Q/TyKrAwQPBfI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/ZHgtIS54fD4/s72-c/J2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8066661920197747310</id><published>2012-01-26T05:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T06:01:44.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True happiness?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD-sGgZwKsc/TyFcvoXiKlI/AAAAAAAAB9M/YFRqgEXifJM/s1600/VIOLINMAN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD-sGgZwKsc/TyFcvoXiKlI/AAAAAAAAB9M/YFRqgEXifJM/s320/VIOLINMAN.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701940576587491922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a key to true happiness?  So many books, TV shows and magazines all of them claiming to know the key to happiness that will change all our lives forever.  While admirable in their attempt this topic has been investigated by hundreds and hundreds of people, both young and old for centuries.  And here I believe as simple and naïve as it may seems, is the key.  There is no one key to happiness.  With every individual person there is an individual key, unique to that person.  As much as there may be commonalities that we may all share in one way or another, when we try to apply one measurement to all it will fail.  The one thing that I do believe we all can agree on is the foundation where happiness can flourish is when each person can maintain love, hope and compassion for all others seeking their key to happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8066661920197747310?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8066661920197747310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8066661920197747310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8066661920197747310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8066661920197747310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/true-happiness.html' title='True happiness?...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oD-sGgZwKsc/TyFcvoXiKlI/AAAAAAAAB9M/YFRqgEXifJM/s72-c/VIOLINMAN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7357393143192175470</id><published>2012-01-25T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:15:04.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "switch"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nwR4dy7_gI/TyAFV9vaeVI/AAAAAAAAB9A/rzouOJuAxk0/s1600/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nwR4dy7_gI/TyAFV9vaeVI/AAAAAAAAB9A/rzouOJuAxk0/s320/lights.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701563003159869778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you turn the light on in a room it is of course to allow you to see your way so you won’t trip and fall.  The action of flipping the switch is so habitual it is almost second nature.  The same sort of switch exists within ourselves to help us see our way through difficulties and challenges.  But for some reason we may not have developed this second nature trigger movement within ourselves like we have with the physical light switch.  We all have this internal mechanism but of course the key is that we need to recognize and develop it.  How do we do this?  Many ways but as far as I can see is to be of course cognizant that you have it and take at least 5 minutes a day, breathe and observe your body’s reaction to thoughts and allow them to find the switch, the answer, the illuminated path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7357393143192175470?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7357393143192175470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7357393143192175470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7357393143192175470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7357393143192175470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/switch.html' title='The &quot;switch&quot;...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nwR4dy7_gI/TyAFV9vaeVI/AAAAAAAAB9A/rzouOJuAxk0/s72-c/lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2118018307327314220</id><published>2012-01-24T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:19:23.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 out of 5 doctors agree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmPEdTrmWMQ/Tx67oUZh3YI/AAAAAAAAB80/NlUU9pSYnw4/s1600/%25235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmPEdTrmWMQ/Tx67oUZh3YI/AAAAAAAAB80/NlUU9pSYnw4/s320/%25235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701200479642574210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 out of 5 doctors agree…experts say…leading industry officials recommend.  There is always some unknown authority insisting on guiding our decisions but there is one area that no perceived authority should have dominion over and that is your spiritual domain.  There is only one expert that goes by three names, love, patience &amp; compassion.  These three should guide your steps as you walk today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2118018307327314220?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2118018307327314220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2118018307327314220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2118018307327314220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2118018307327314220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/4-out-of-5-doctors-agree.html' title='4 out of 5 doctors agree...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmPEdTrmWMQ/Tx67oUZh3YI/AAAAAAAAB80/NlUU9pSYnw4/s72-c/%25235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6701229193065650164</id><published>2012-01-23T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:45:56.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far we have travelled...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fQQiwvifvw/Tx1kf0A5YvI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9l5RiljgWoA/s1600/moony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fQQiwvifvw/Tx1kf0A5YvI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9l5RiljgWoA/s320/moony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700823201022042866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the moon nestled in a bed of stars, floating out there calmly passing through the night sky and I think, “I will never go there”.  But I do think of where I have been and what I have seen and I believe that if laid out, end-to-end, all of them would probably reach that illuminated orb.  We all, regardless of the physical miles, have traveled so far in our lives that a conventional map would not adequately translate the twists and turns, the peaks and valleys and of course the lost roads and dead ends.  But when we stand, stalled not seeing the next step from these dead ends, we need to take a moment, breathe and allow the vista to unfold that hidden road and soon you will be on your way.  Maybe to the moon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6701229193065650164?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6701229193065650164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6701229193065650164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6701229193065650164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6701229193065650164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-far-we-have-travelled.html' title='How far we have travelled...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fQQiwvifvw/Tx1kf0A5YvI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9l5RiljgWoA/s72-c/moony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3180970431108788555</id><published>2012-01-20T05:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T06:06:01.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A heart for a heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLIqmrcCF4Y/Txl0vWuShOI/AAAAAAAAB8c/sBOjsFckJ6w/s1600/pico%2Bman%2BstaresBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLIqmrcCF4Y/Txl0vWuShOI/AAAAAAAAB8c/sBOjsFckJ6w/s320/pico%2Bman%2BstaresBW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699715160316478690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gandhi once said, “An eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind.”  Let’s say now, today, as we wake up and meet the world, a heart for a heart makes the whole world see.  By engaging in one simple act of kindness rooted in a compassionate heart, we can make a difference.  On simple act will inspire another to another to another, until it becomes a force and not a tiny voice, as some perceive to be.  By bucking system of negativity we can stake control of a world with a vision of love, patience and compassion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3180970431108788555?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3180970431108788555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3180970431108788555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3180970431108788555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3180970431108788555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/heart-for-heart.html' title='A heart for a heart...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XLIqmrcCF4Y/Txl0vWuShOI/AAAAAAAAB8c/sBOjsFckJ6w/s72-c/pico%2Bman%2BstaresBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-923267139805759586</id><published>2012-01-19T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T06:24:07.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The nuances of the present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVZN2TeT304/TxgmPScGIsI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/uVkle3obr8o/s1600/rockin%2Bthe%2Bmonument.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVZN2TeT304/TxgmPScGIsI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/uVkle3obr8o/s320/rockin%2Bthe%2Bmonument.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699347372526936770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each step we take we are either thinking of what someone would say or what he or she have said already.  The face they made from a comment or what potentially they will look like.  We think of scenarios that could or should happen all while dipping it into the well of what did happen.  We agree and disagree with each thought like they are separate beings.  Unless all of us have miraculous powers, we can never completely know what could happen.  Even as you read this you are thinking about how you would react to something in the future or why something happened in the past and replay those thoughts with you being the ultimate director.  While you can be firm in your resolve and strive to the best you can do, you need to be open to the nuances of the present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-923267139805759586?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/923267139805759586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=923267139805759586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/923267139805759586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/923267139805759586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/nuances-of-present.html' title='The nuances of the present...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVZN2TeT304/TxgmPScGIsI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/uVkle3obr8o/s72-c/rockin%2Bthe%2Bmonument.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5108584839717643605</id><published>2012-01-18T05:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:15:50.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing the landscape...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoyLZ91qS1c/TxbKNj0O9aI/AAAAAAAAB8E/gvVhqIzS0uE/s1600/misty%2Bshack-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoyLZ91qS1c/TxbKNj0O9aI/AAAAAAAAB8E/gvVhqIzS0uE/s320/misty%2Bshack-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698964712785376674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all grasping at straws of humanity in a desperate need to make sense of lives that sometimes intersect with such indifference it leaves us little strength and resolve to move forward.  And even if we literally close our eyes to the events around us we still see images with our eyelids closed.  We need to change our vision.  Change what is out “there” and what inside our hearts as well.  Easier said than done, as most would say right now, but there are ways.  As I have stated in other times, it will not be the grandiose actions that will necessarily make the difference in the world around us.  It will be in the small gestures, initiated by the heart, which will have the most profound effect.  Try to do something very small for someone else today to try to help change the human landscape out “there” and in your own heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5108584839717643605?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5108584839717643605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5108584839717643605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5108584839717643605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5108584839717643605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/changing-landscape.html' title='Changing the landscape...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoyLZ91qS1c/TxbKNj0O9aI/AAAAAAAAB8E/gvVhqIzS0uE/s72-c/misty%2Bshack-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7241506238473486235</id><published>2012-01-17T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T06:31:19.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currency of the heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VANm2R_dTWs/TxWEoLtUe0I/AAAAAAAAB74/akq8BupgoHw/s1600/happiness%2Bman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VANm2R_dTWs/TxWEoLtUe0I/AAAAAAAAB74/akq8BupgoHw/s320/happiness%2Bman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698606729379740482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very popular movie where the lead actor states that greed is good.  Somehow amassing a large personal collection of metal coins and paper will solve and can solve whatever you may need.  Why yes since our world is set up in a manner where this currency is the means to obtain goods and services, no matter how large your collection it will only sustain you, it will not save you.  If you are lying in a hospital bed with death nearby, this coin and paper will only keep machines going, not you.  A dear friend once told me that he has never seen a U-Haul truck following hearse.  Use these coins and paper to sustain you within reason but remember the currency of the heart is far more valuable to the world.  The more you spend of this currency, through love, patience and compassion, the more it will return on your investment.  So go and spend a lot of it today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7241506238473486235?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7241506238473486235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7241506238473486235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7241506238473486235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7241506238473486235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/currency-of-heart.html' title='Currency of the heart...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VANm2R_dTWs/TxWEoLtUe0I/AAAAAAAAB74/akq8BupgoHw/s72-c/happiness%2Bman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5802221071034465810</id><published>2012-01-16T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T06:13:57.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hB4kJoZi83A/TxQwmYMHkMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/7qZ_F8ngWmM/s1600/lotus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hB4kJoZi83A/TxQwmYMHkMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/7qZ_F8ngWmM/s320/lotus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698232864416960706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the science fiction series of book, The Hitchhikers’ Guide To The Universe (by Douglas Adams), there is this small aquatic being called a babel fish.  Inserted into your ear, the babel fish will translate any foreign language spoken into your native tongue, thus rendering any miscommunication virtually impossible.  Wouldn’t this be amazing if this existed today and could be utilized around the globe to better understand any person we would encounter?  But I think it would only work up to a certain point.  Understanding what another person is saying is one thing, having an understanding of they mean is a whole other thing.  Even with the language barrier broken it still does not relieve us from utilizing a bigger skill, the skill to understand with the foundation of love, patience and compassion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5802221071034465810?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5802221071034465810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5802221071034465810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5802221071034465810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5802221071034465810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/understanding.html' title='Understanding...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hB4kJoZi83A/TxQwmYMHkMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/7qZ_F8ngWmM/s72-c/lotus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8792406071199599689</id><published>2012-01-13T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T06:13:45.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The price of admission...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtZQR_1CoUs/TxA8AwjcUrI/AAAAAAAAB7g/QGHKbK6dyMg/s1600/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtZQR_1CoUs/TxA8AwjcUrI/AAAAAAAAB7g/QGHKbK6dyMg/s320/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697119512354902706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death to boredom!  If you are bored you have your eyes closed both literally and figuratively.  The “tapestry” that is unfolded to us everyday is so rich and dense that unless you see this someone has blinded you.  Through repetition of our daily actions, some of them quite mundane, we can loose track of the simple beauty that ordinary things have!  In the shower, the steady stream of water reflecting in the morning light can be a shower of feather weight diamonds cascading all around.  The coolness of the morning air can hold nuances of fragrances that could unlock memories.  Observing a couple people in a crosswalk ignites the imagination in that you wonder what secret plans they are talking about.  A flock of pigeons that sweeps repeatedly in a pattern only known to them.  Open your senses up to the cavalcade; it’s worth the price of admission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8792406071199599689?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8792406071199599689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8792406071199599689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8792406071199599689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8792406071199599689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/price-of-admission.html' title='The price of admission...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtZQR_1CoUs/TxA8AwjcUrI/AAAAAAAAB7g/QGHKbK6dyMg/s72-c/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7260939336539218749</id><published>2012-01-12T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T05:51:11.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prisoners of time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ0SlT3EbCE/Tw7lQ3BkerI/AAAAAAAAB7U/4pk9y-hnuNg/s1600/UNION%2BSTATION.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ0SlT3EbCE/Tw7lQ3BkerI/AAAAAAAAB7U/4pk9y-hnuNg/s320/UNION%2BSTATION.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696742656481458866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are prisoners of time.  We are all subject to and part of this brother/sisterhood.  Bound by the minutes, the seconds and the sands as they trickle down from an unseen personal timepiece.  Our existence here on this plane is subject to some mystical biological clock that we have no choice of seeing or knowing.  While pondering this may induce hyperventilation to some, let’s use this striking point and reinvent our days for a change.  When the alarm rouses us from our slumbering state, envision that moment in your mind’s eye as a ticket for today’s ride.  This is your ticket, purchased by your own personal thoughts and intent subject to the fine print on the back.  Don’t bother turning the ticket over to read, everyone has the same terms and conditions – Keep a good heart, good thoughts, good speech, good actions and good intent and the ride will be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7260939336539218749?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7260939336539218749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7260939336539218749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7260939336539218749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7260939336539218749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/prisoners-of-time.html' title='Prisoners of time...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ0SlT3EbCE/Tw7lQ3BkerI/AAAAAAAAB7U/4pk9y-hnuNg/s72-c/UNION%2BSTATION.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2266895350254547662</id><published>2012-01-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:25:13.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The foundation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWGJcYNPWD0/Tw2bwaEMdLI/AAAAAAAAB7I/EpsSQGyNIOs/s1600/resoluteBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWGJcYNPWD0/Tw2bwaEMdLI/AAAAAAAAB7I/EpsSQGyNIOs/s320/resoluteBW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696380359626486962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of the world, which has been viewed as formidable, is more like a house of cards.  And the cards have started to bend, tumble and tear to revel the true nature.  The scandals, the deceit, the manipulation, greed, all of the frailties are being exposed but what do we do when the ruins of greed and deception have been cleared away?  Do we finally, in a collective resolution, bond to each other to a more truthful existence?  Not quite sure how could this be done when the extreme disorderly still exists and is precariously held together by the human ego.  Perhaps we can start stripping away some of the “I” of our existence and shift some energies to the “we” and rebuild through patience and compassionate understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2266895350254547662?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2266895350254547662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2266895350254547662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2266895350254547662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2266895350254547662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/foundation.html' title='The foundation...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWGJcYNPWD0/Tw2bwaEMdLI/AAAAAAAAB7I/EpsSQGyNIOs/s72-c/resoluteBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8764929183277025437</id><published>2012-01-10T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T06:14:05.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small acts, big results...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVgSXCNfjoc/TwxHjjokC6I/AAAAAAAAB68/I9DhiIy45hA/s1600/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVgSXCNfjoc/TwxHjjokC6I/AAAAAAAAB68/I9DhiIy45hA/s320/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696006304903203746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will keep on turning no matter what happens.  Unless George Lucas knows of a Death Star hovering near by I believe we’ll go on spinning.  So what do we do while on this ride?  Bitch, complain; whine that there is nothing we can do to help out the world condition?  If you feel helpless stop and pull back from thinking on a large scale, where we may not have all of the tools to be effective, and re-focus on perhaps something smaller.  From small gestures and compassionate acts you can build a foundation and see immediate results.  Which of course builds confidence and sense of purpose.  Try a couple today…send a silly postcard through the regular mail just to say hi to someone, put a post-it note in someone’s sock with a message that you care.  Call someone for no apparent reason, just to let him or her know you were thinking of him or her.  Call you sister, brother, whomever.  Small things create big things for you and those around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8764929183277025437?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8764929183277025437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8764929183277025437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8764929183277025437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8764929183277025437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/small-acts-big-results.html' title='Small acts, big results...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PVgSXCNfjoc/TwxHjjokC6I/AAAAAAAAB68/I9DhiIy45hA/s72-c/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4491919768739912553</id><published>2012-01-09T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:26:30.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The natural stream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo5rcEGVEVg/Twr5Bee3zbI/AAAAAAAAB6w/0cjfJmxr9jU/s1600/POOL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo5rcEGVEVg/Twr5Bee3zbI/AAAAAAAAB6w/0cjfJmxr9jU/s320/POOL2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695638482521148850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old Chinese proverb that states when you are friendly, humble and polite, the divine spirit will come to you as naturally as the water flowing down in the valley.  I believe that this stream is ever present, in whatever you label you call it and it is merely diverted by distractions from our attention.  Sometimes we just need to be reminded by example that this divine spirit that connects us all does exist.  All you need to do is one simple act of love, compassion and patience during the day and that stream will be flowing right in front of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4491919768739912553?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4491919768739912553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4491919768739912553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4491919768739912553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4491919768739912553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/natural-stream.html' title='The natural stream...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo5rcEGVEVg/Twr5Bee3zbI/AAAAAAAAB6w/0cjfJmxr9jU/s72-c/POOL2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-968750889233169037</id><published>2012-01-06T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T05:53:11.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karmic Wheel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wps8jlIDrww/Twb8udvZEII/AAAAAAAAB6k/PS-Ar_9OLrE/s1600/contemplation-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wps8jlIDrww/Twb8udvZEII/AAAAAAAAB6k/PS-Ar_9OLrE/s320/contemplation-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694516654044156034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the “Big Karmic Wheel of Life”, we will think, “what the hell is going on and why are these people bothering me?  When our inner voice calls out in distain it may be time to pause and contemplate what karma have we created personally to bring about these situations.  Personally?  Wow, that is tough to think about that we ourselves personally have helped create these situations that trouble us…but we have.  Maybe in a little way or in a big way, all things are inter-connected and we have an obligation to be personally responsible for our thoughts and actions.  After all, we create them.  Now don’t forget to turn the light off before you leave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-968750889233169037?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/968750889233169037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=968750889233169037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/968750889233169037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/968750889233169037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/karmic-wheel.html' title='Karmic Wheel...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wps8jlIDrww/Twb8udvZEII/AAAAAAAAB6k/PS-Ar_9OLrE/s72-c/contemplation-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7859256368436852361</id><published>2012-01-05T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:09:51.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guided by compassion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tEr_SzMZhQ/TwWvI923quI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/B744TtmhAp0/s1600/seiko%2Bspeed-bw-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tEr_SzMZhQ/TwWvI923quI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/B744TtmhAp0/s320/seiko%2Bspeed-bw-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694149872458377954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What the outstanding person does, others will try to do.  The standards such people create will be followed by the whole world”.  Taken from the Hindu sacred text called the Bhagavad-Gita that dates back between the 5th and 2nd century BC, these words have even more relevance considering the moral and political changes we are witnessing.  There is a need and cry to cut away the obese malignant weeds of greed and excess and to form a new standard of fairness and compassion.  “The ignorant work for their own profit, the wise work for the welfare of the world, without thought for themselves”.  Again from the Gita.  The short 18 chapters of this document was used as a moral compass by Gandhi for most of his life and even today still can be one of the many texts to guide our lives.  “Perform all work carefully, guided by compassion”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7859256368436852361?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7859256368436852361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7859256368436852361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7859256368436852361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7859256368436852361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/guided-by-compassion.html' title='Guided by compassion...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tEr_SzMZhQ/TwWvI923quI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/B744TtmhAp0/s72-c/seiko%2Bspeed-bw-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2545681282116492038</id><published>2012-01-04T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:21:05.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is up to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0m70SnVtHBk/TwRgR0uCEwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/rYPAoqz0y0o/s1600/fleur-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0m70SnVtHBk/TwRgR0uCEwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/rYPAoqz0y0o/s320/fleur-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693781688228909826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of your position in life, your status amongst the rich and famous, the powerful and meek, we are all comprised of exact chemical combination to produce this thinking, talking humanoid being.  Some will abuse this presence while in their lifetime and others will ignite the compassionate elements and try to leave this world a little bit better.  Face it; we will all die at some point.  Wouldn’t you want to use this small amount of time that has been given to you to make a difference in the world?  Even in a small, unselfish way?  It’s up to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2545681282116492038?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2545681282116492038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2545681282116492038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2545681282116492038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2545681282116492038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-up-to-you.html' title='It is up to you...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0m70SnVtHBk/TwRgR0uCEwI/AAAAAAAAB6M/rYPAoqz0y0o/s72-c/fleur-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4468874759869548569</id><published>2012-01-03T06:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T06:09:04.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A catalyst of change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YcAQvlNDNIw/TwML9HYn0CI/AAAAAAAAB6A/8jwz1fji65w/s1600/ojai%2Bsunset-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YcAQvlNDNIw/TwML9HYn0CI/AAAAAAAAB6A/8jwz1fji65w/s320/ojai%2Bsunset-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693407498508685346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be the moment of change.  This could be the day of revelation.  This could be the time that one epiphany you have been waiting for makes it’s appearance.  All of the events, thoughts, feelings and experiences could gather together, stand up in front of you and smile.  Are you ready?  They’re ready for you.  Open your heart and let them be a force of good change and act as a catalyst for a more fulfilling life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4468874759869548569?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4468874759869548569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4468874759869548569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4468874759869548569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4468874759869548569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/catalyst-of-change.html' title='A catalyst of change...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YcAQvlNDNIw/TwML9HYn0CI/AAAAAAAAB6A/8jwz1fji65w/s72-c/ojai%2Bsunset-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2158327188209981045</id><published>2012-01-02T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T06:15:58.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58fSE1GWsQ8/TwG8FXgYt8I/AAAAAAAAB50/mSfH4gJ0qs4/s1600/lamblionwb1%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58fSE1GWsQ8/TwG8FXgYt8I/AAAAAAAAB50/mSfH4gJ0qs4/s320/lamblionwb1%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693038204368238530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grants all prayers”.  What if it is not some mystical deity that favors our altruistic prayers but the collected energy that resides in us all.  When the collective acknowledges and understands the divine spirit that lives in us all, the mere unison of this ignites the mechanism that would open up the path to the fulfillment of these prayers.  What if?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2158327188209981045?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2158327188209981045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2158327188209981045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2158327188209981045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2158327188209981045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2012/01/prayers.html' title='Prayers...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58fSE1GWsQ8/TwG8FXgYt8I/AAAAAAAAB50/mSfH4gJ0qs4/s72-c/lamblionwb1%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7481808205900974240</id><published>2011-12-30T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:28:15.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start the engine...</title><content type='html'>Once you start the engine of your day there may times when things may not run or sound good at times.  There is a rattle that is creating a constant clicking sound.  You try the old fashioned method of either hitting it or kicking it and still it persists.  Then something flies into your field of vision with a splat!  You're a little preoccupied and it is difficult to clear your vision so you try to push on the best you can.  Boom! Crash! Bang!  You trip, you stumble and try to regain your balance.  You get it back but not to the degree that it should be.  You push on and then...stop right there!  Have you not been given enough warnings?  Sure you may have some abilities to maneuver around some obstacles but eventually they will gather and truly impede your movement forward.  Stop, pull to the side of the "life" road and fix these hindrances before they create permanent damage to your life.  Out here there is no roadside assistance, it's up to you but you have all the tools you need.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7481808205900974240?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7481808205900974240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7481808205900974240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7481808205900974240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7481808205900974240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/start-engine.html' title='Start the engine...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5735490365594502197</id><published>2011-12-28T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:37:42.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drops of water...</title><content type='html'>Consider the minutes of the day like drops of water.  Consider the day as a canteen that holds the minutes.  Like a thirsty traveler who cannot afford to lose a single drop consider that we should not want to waste a minute in devious conduct.  Instead weigh the value of the minutes given to you with the same measure of as a dehydrated person does with a cup of water.  We are all under the delusion that there is an endless amount of minutes but like the water in a canteen they do run out.  Drink wisely of the day and attempt to make each minute count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5735490365594502197?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5735490365594502197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5735490365594502197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5735490365594502197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5735490365594502197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/drops-of-water.html' title='Drops of water...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4399894154045550107</id><published>2011-12-27T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T06:35:08.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk softly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F9jw2mwyPtw/TvnXas1UlGI/AAAAAAAAB5k/723LKq7IgMA/s1600/leaves-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F9jw2mwyPtw/TvnXas1UlGI/AAAAAAAAB5k/723LKq7IgMA/s320/leaves-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690816457870709858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve grown up and become adults and the playground just got bigger.  We argue and laugh, just like we did when we did as kids in the park but now it is bigger, more sophisticated and deadlier.  This is not a video game.  When you pull the trigger, the bullet can’t be pulled back.  You can’t re-set the game.  The words unleashed will make its mark.  The cause will have its effect, the action a reaction.  Choose from a more meaningful armament.  Walk softly but carry a big heart, conscious of how it leaves its mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4399894154045550107?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4399894154045550107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4399894154045550107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4399894154045550107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4399894154045550107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/walk-softly.html' title='Walk softly...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F9jw2mwyPtw/TvnXas1UlGI/AAAAAAAAB5k/723LKq7IgMA/s72-c/leaves-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6929872533884085734</id><published>2011-12-26T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:56:29.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising speed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUi1jErLm50/TvinMrZQecI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/VshcHeTPdBM/s1600/contemplation-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUi1jErLm50/TvinMrZQecI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/VshcHeTPdBM/s320/contemplation-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690481965431552450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world will always keep spinning around the sun and the sun will rise and set.  There is nothing we can do personally to stop or slow this down.  It is the cruising speed of life.  Many try to exceed this pace through ways both physically using machines and chemically using drugs.  Trouble is that by moving at this induced speed you will rush by the very answers you may be looking for.  Take some time to slow down, the answers are right around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6929872533884085734?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6929872533884085734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6929872533884085734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6929872533884085734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6929872533884085734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/cruising-speed.html' title='Cruising speed...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RUi1jErLm50/TvinMrZQecI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/VshcHeTPdBM/s72-c/contemplation-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2018820883554299176</id><published>2011-12-23T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T08:42:37.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other 364 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8SF1R20FJE/TvSvQrLzlQI/AAAAAAAAB5M/CLbci4bdBn4/s1600/I%2Bwill%2Bfind%2Bpeace%2BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8SF1R20FJE/TvSvQrLzlQI/AAAAAAAAB5M/CLbci4bdBn4/s320/I%2Bwill%2Bfind%2Bpeace%2BC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689364930280789250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we all in one way or another end this part of the year where the act of giving to others caps off and resolves one year, let’s not forget the other 364 days of the year.  Yes, it is wonderful to celebrate but why not shake things up and pick a random date sometime next year that you give something to that food bank, help with a kid’s group, assist in a senior’s center or any number of things to help someone else.  Then when that date approaches, pick another one randomly and do something else.  You see where this is going right?  Building a foundation of compassion that is just not celebrated in December but gradually in each month for not only others but yourself as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2018820883554299176?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2018820883554299176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2018820883554299176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2018820883554299176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2018820883554299176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/other-364-days.html' title='The other 364 days...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8SF1R20FJE/TvSvQrLzlQI/AAAAAAAAB5M/CLbci4bdBn4/s72-c/I%2Bwill%2Bfind%2Bpeace%2BC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6833905836257945443</id><published>2011-12-22T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T06:34:30.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in time for the holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXnd6i1M_RU/TvM8MK23MVI/AAAAAAAAB5A/Di5kaw1NXrQ/s1600/satch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXnd6i1M_RU/TvM8MK23MVI/AAAAAAAAB5A/Di5kaw1NXrQ/s320/satch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688956934069629266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now available! For an unlimited time! Not sold in stores!  No suggested retail value!  No discounts, no shipping costs and immediate delivery.  A perennial favorite of all generations – Compassion.  Do not hesitate to get some today.  Plenty in stock and a never-ending supply in our warehouses – Compassion.  Something so strong, durable and refreshing you will want to give some to all that you meet.  Call today operators are standing by, 24 / 7…1-800-146-7348 that number again is 1-800-1HO-PE4U.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6833905836257945443?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6833905836257945443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6833905836257945443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6833905836257945443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6833905836257945443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-in-time-for-holidays.html' title='Just in time for the holidays...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXnd6i1M_RU/TvM8MK23MVI/AAAAAAAAB5A/Di5kaw1NXrQ/s72-c/satch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4244588949049339135</id><published>2011-12-21T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T07:52:06.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both sides of the "coin"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRF1VtV4wHU/TvIAmXNYq7I/AAAAAAAAB40/aCRzaOWRZ7s/s1600/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRF1VtV4wHU/TvIAmXNYq7I/AAAAAAAAB40/aCRzaOWRZ7s/s320/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688609938387545010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach out in prayer, meditation and in reflection for help from however we describe it, the universe, god, divine presence, etc.  While it is definitely good to reach out we must also reach within and release ourselves from the trouble that has been inside us all.  As a good friend has told me, “we must heal ourselves”.  By reaching out and in we expose both sides of this troubled coin to all of the healing powers that exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4244588949049339135?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4244588949049339135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4244588949049339135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4244588949049339135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4244588949049339135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/both-sides-of-coin.html' title='Both sides of the &quot;coin&quot;...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VRF1VtV4wHU/TvIAmXNYq7I/AAAAAAAAB40/aCRzaOWRZ7s/s72-c/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3381380064418508093</id><published>2011-12-20T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T06:12:19.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One small compassionate step...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHYLAdxZrHE/TvCTrGtW_TI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Joa9iH09Q-g/s1600/smog%2Bcheck%2Blunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHYLAdxZrHE/TvCTrGtW_TI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Joa9iH09Q-g/s320/smog%2Bcheck%2Blunch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688208698113457458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t move forward without reflecting on the past.  Use these lessons learned from these experiences and illuminate them with the light of compassion and forgiveness in order to transcend their pettiness.  Formulate a foundation, not of retribution but a foundation of unification.  By using this tack many new paths will become a reality in this light.  Step forward with confidence that together you and the person next to you, that you don’t even know, can and will achieve both small and big victories…one small compassionate step at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3381380064418508093?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3381380064418508093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3381380064418508093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3381380064418508093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3381380064418508093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-small-compassionate-step.html' title='One small compassionate step...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHYLAdxZrHE/TvCTrGtW_TI/AAAAAAAAB4o/Joa9iH09Q-g/s72-c/smog%2Bcheck%2Blunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4219744428806753795</id><published>2011-12-19T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T06:24:37.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga3tk216Mz0/Tu9ErddHe3I/AAAAAAAAB4c/EiodexrLbXk/s1600/forever%2Bsunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga3tk216Mz0/Tu9ErddHe3I/AAAAAAAAB4c/EiodexrLbXk/s320/forever%2Bsunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687840367824042866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is up, you’re breathing and you are probably one of the lucky ones that will have some food this morning, what’s left to do?  I’m not talking in the figurative sense but in the literal sense as well.  Is there an unreachable thing you can start to take a few steps forward with?  Is there an extra ounce of forgiveness you can give to yourself or someone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4219744428806753795?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4219744428806753795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4219744428806753795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4219744428806753795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4219744428806753795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/sun-is-up.html' title='The sun is up...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga3tk216Mz0/Tu9ErddHe3I/AAAAAAAAB4c/EiodexrLbXk/s72-c/forever%2Bsunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8650451608157814734</id><published>2011-12-16T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T06:22:57.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty...what a concept...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwl4o2DR_fE/TutQx9ax30I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/dkGuGacybkA/s1600/sypherus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwl4o2DR_fE/TutQx9ax30I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/dkGuGacybkA/s320/sypherus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686727773716078402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a great fear in transparency.  Listening to a radio program a very powerful man admitted that in the current financial troubles of the world, that a certain accountability could be needed to dispel the fraudulent appearance of how business practices work…but not too much.  In those four words lies the possible confession.  In admitting that change is needed, he qualifies it with a need not to go too far because at that point they would all need to be honest.  How dreadful, they would need to be honest and admit practices that hide the deception in their daily activities that divert honest monies from those that could equally share and step away from the extreme disparity that continues to be perpetrated on the world’s population.  Honesty…what a concept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8650451608157814734?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8650451608157814734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8650451608157814734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8650451608157814734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8650451608157814734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/honestywhat-concept.html' title='Honesty...what a concept...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uwl4o2DR_fE/TutQx9ax30I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/dkGuGacybkA/s72-c/sypherus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4457267446778836750</id><published>2011-12-15T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:19:51.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guided by compassion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQmRfg_UxjE/Tun_zaF_WFI/AAAAAAAAB4E/lejq1o1Kn2I/s1600/resoluteBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQmRfg_UxjE/Tun_zaF_WFI/AAAAAAAAB4E/lejq1o1Kn2I/s320/resoluteBW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686357263174817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What the outstanding person does, others will try to do.  The standards such people create will be followed by the whole world”.  Taken from the Hindu sacred text called the Bhagavad Gita that dates back between the 5th and 2nd century BC, these words have even more relevance considering the moral and political changes we are witnessing.  There is a need and cry to cut away the obese malignant weeds of greed and excess and to form a new standard of fairness and compassion.  “The ignorant work for their own profit, the wise work for the welfare of the world, without thought for themselves”.  Again from the Gita.  The short 18 chapters of this document was used as a moral compass by Gandhi for most of his life and even today still can be one of the many texts to guide our lives.  “Perform all work carefully, guided by compassion”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4457267446778836750?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4457267446778836750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4457267446778836750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4457267446778836750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4457267446778836750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/guided-by-compassion.html' title='Guided by compassion...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQmRfg_UxjE/Tun_zaF_WFI/AAAAAAAAB4E/lejq1o1Kn2I/s72-c/resoluteBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1838210354529686949</id><published>2011-12-14T05:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:17:58.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's your choice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNaO8AnDq7Q/TuipzeW6s3I/AAAAAAAAB34/IHeqiU5RRuI/s1600/repair%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNaO8AnDq7Q/TuipzeW6s3I/AAAAAAAAB34/IHeqiU5RRuI/s320/repair%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685981231342859122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of your position in life, your status amongst the rich and famous, the powerful and meek, we are all comprised of exact chemical combination to produce this thinking, talking humanoid being.  Some will abuse this presence while in their lifetime and others will ignite the compassionate elements and try to leave this world a little bit better.  Face it; we will all die at some point.  Wouldn’t you want to use this small amount of time that has been given to you to make a difference in the world?  Even in a small, unselfish way?  It’s up to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1838210354529686949?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1838210354529686949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1838210354529686949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1838210354529686949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1838210354529686949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-your-choice.html' title='It&apos;s your choice...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tNaO8AnDq7Q/TuipzeW6s3I/AAAAAAAAB34/IHeqiU5RRuI/s72-c/repair%2Bthe%2Bworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3002464114427112515</id><published>2011-12-13T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T06:28:40.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attachment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rd75NO5hXho/TudbLkDpWCI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kFSYiP3wrDQ/s1600/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rd75NO5hXho/TudbLkDpWCI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kFSYiP3wrDQ/s320/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685613308794198050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no fighting, if there is no attachment.  There can be no greed, with no attachment.  There can be no resentment, with no attachment.  I am not insisting that you acquiesce on every level.  No, this form of non-attachment weighs out the merits of both sides, sees the needs of both, understands the possible outcomes and shares the positive and negative aspects of all actions.  When you have the ability to lose everything, you have the ability to have everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3002464114427112515?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3002464114427112515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3002464114427112515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3002464114427112515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3002464114427112515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/attachment.html' title='Attachment...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rd75NO5hXho/TudbLkDpWCI/AAAAAAAAB3s/kFSYiP3wrDQ/s72-c/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4028924668347456677</id><published>2011-12-12T05:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:16:42.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A resilient heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YY_TKXeerI/TuYIgtSj14I/AAAAAAAAB3g/knsQEcKy-3A/s1600/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YY_TKXeerI/TuYIgtSj14I/AAAAAAAAB3g/knsQEcKy-3A/s320/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685240937608107906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resilient and supple heart will be lead buy divine grace to a place of more acceptance.  A place where the tools of love, patience and compassion will be ultimately more accessible and more desirable than the weapons of retribution, hatred and selfishness.  So folks another day has come to us and another chance to stretch out on the exercise mat of the world and strengthen the core muscles of your compassionate nature not only to yourself but also to those around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4028924668347456677?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4028924668347456677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4028924668347456677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4028924668347456677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4028924668347456677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/resilient-heart.html' title='A resilient heart...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YY_TKXeerI/TuYIgtSj14I/AAAAAAAAB3g/knsQEcKy-3A/s72-c/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-9076142704710079782</id><published>2011-12-09T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T06:13:35.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnvcr0Vpkvs/TuISB2aM_qI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xkaeaLP2bmI/s1600/a%2Bcertain%2Bcalling2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnvcr0Vpkvs/TuISB2aM_qI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xkaeaLP2bmI/s320/a%2Bcertain%2Bcalling2b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684125502689574562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question everything.  Question why you did what you just did.  Question why you decided to do something and acted that way.  Question the way you spoke to that person.  Question how you felt when you left the room.  This is not to create a self-imposed paranoia state.  No, it is to heighten the senses and how we come to the world at every moment.  As well this is not to make you so hypersensitive and fearful.  No, it is to hopefully strip away the thrashing about in how we spend a majority of our day.  It is to encourage us to rise up through the turbulent waters of maya to a place where we can easily float along aware of everything and yet buoyant with confidence that all can be resolved with a patient, compassionate heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-9076142704710079782?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/9076142704710079782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=9076142704710079782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9076142704710079782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9076142704710079782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/question-everything.html' title='Question everything...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dnvcr0Vpkvs/TuISB2aM_qI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xkaeaLP2bmI/s72-c/a%2Bcertain%2Bcalling2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-9070979822411434740</id><published>2011-12-08T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T06:02:04.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledge the beacon you are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39Mys1eqGjA/TuDC5A6fybI/AAAAAAAAB3I/qr8c1_q7StM/s1600/pacific112606B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39Mys1eqGjA/TuDC5A6fybI/AAAAAAAAB3I/qr8c1_q7StM/s320/pacific112606B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683757014495250866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you’re alone and you think no one notices the changes happening to you, someone does.  When you’re alone and you think no one sees when you are happy, someone does.  When you’re alone and you think no one feels your anxiety and heartache, someone does.  When you’re alone and you think no one wants to be around you, someone does.  Of course that someone is you because any shift in your physical or mental being is first acknowledged by yourself, but here is the seed.  Nurture this, honor this because these are the essential elements of change that not only affect your individual surroundings but also in the respect of these radiate out and change the world around you.  Acknowledge the beacon that you are, shine and change the world.  We all can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-9070979822411434740?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/9070979822411434740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=9070979822411434740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9070979822411434740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9070979822411434740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/acknowledge-beacon-you-are.html' title='Acknowledge the beacon you are...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39Mys1eqGjA/TuDC5A6fybI/AAAAAAAAB3I/qr8c1_q7StM/s72-c/pacific112606B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3241638892694434810</id><published>2011-12-07T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T06:38:52.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking responsibility...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxwqmE85z48/Tt94KM86qxI/AAAAAAAAB28/BGhdvUqNAaY/s1600/eddie%2527s%2Blair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxwqmE85z48/Tt94KM86qxI/AAAAAAAAB28/BGhdvUqNAaY/s320/eddie%2527s%2Blair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683393371435608850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being question by life - daily and hourly.  Our answer must consist, not in talk and meditation, but in right action and right conduct.  Life ultimately means taking responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks, which constantly sets for each individual.  You have the ability, I have the ability, we all have the ability.  Don’t waste this opportunity given to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3241638892694434810?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3241638892694434810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3241638892694434810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3241638892694434810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3241638892694434810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/taking-responsibility.html' title='Taking responsibility...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KxwqmE85z48/Tt94KM86qxI/AAAAAAAAB28/BGhdvUqNAaY/s72-c/eddie%2527s%2Blair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-945553073418928718</id><published>2011-12-06T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:40:54.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The seed of potentiality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk2F-_84IyQ/Tt4m6HI2KqI/AAAAAAAAB2w/X5F2BKfRprM/s1600/speedy%2Bseiko1%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk2F-_84IyQ/Tt4m6HI2KqI/AAAAAAAAB2w/X5F2BKfRprM/s320/speedy%2Bseiko1%2B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683022559578565282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a placebo is just enough to initiate the momentum.  Perhaps by placing a seed with some temporary sugar coating will be enough to spark the flame of confidence.  We all play a guessing game in this life.  Some will tell you that have it all together and they know exactly what to do.  While yes there may be some methodologies that may have elements that have been useful in the past not one single person has it all. There are just too many variables and unique personalities.  The one thing I do know for certain is that every single one of us has the element of potential. It is there when we are born and is never far from our fingertips but yes it does get pushed around a bit by individuals and life.  We just need to be reminded that this spark of potentiality is always there, it just needs a little help.  It may need a smile, a kind word, a glimpse of beauty, a single touch or just a gentle reminder from yourself that it is always there.  No one and I mean no one can take it away from you.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-945553073418928718?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/945553073418928718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=945553073418928718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/945553073418928718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/945553073418928718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/seed-of-potentiality.html' title='The seed of potentiality...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qk2F-_84IyQ/Tt4m6HI2KqI/AAAAAAAAB2w/X5F2BKfRprM/s72-c/speedy%2Bseiko1%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3306354018633883402</id><published>2011-12-05T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:16:12.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescue yourself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NX8ycGB3Hc/TtzM4XwRBzI/AAAAAAAAB2k/77Ix_joBlFM/s1600/lotus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NX8ycGB3Hc/TtzM4XwRBzI/AAAAAAAAB2k/77Ix_joBlFM/s320/lotus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682642098655921970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue the heart, rescue the mind, and rescue the spirit.  Rescue them all from being hijacked by delusionary aspects that they are being subjected to on a daily basis.  Take the time each day, either as you start your day or at the end, to remind yourself the true values that sustain and fortify us.  Love, to further build a union between us all.  Patience, to develop the space to see things clearly and Compassion in order to cultivate true empathy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3306354018633883402?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3306354018633883402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3306354018633883402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3306354018633883402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3306354018633883402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/12/rescue-yourself.html' title='Rescue yourself...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NX8ycGB3Hc/TtzM4XwRBzI/AAAAAAAAB2k/77Ix_joBlFM/s72-c/lotus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3769562258560518451</id><published>2011-11-30T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T06:42:03.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtaeUDKXoIs/TtY6R9RyZUI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0401t49dBUs/s1600/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtaeUDKXoIs/TtY6R9RyZUI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0401t49dBUs/s320/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680792060155815234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting here half expecting in some strange way for the page to start writing the “thought” by itself.  But then I thought isn’t that just the way we do expect things to happen all the time, don’t we?  We expect the sun will rise in the morning, we expect the coffee to be good and hot, we expect people to do what is asked and required of them.  We have expectations about expectations and when the expectations are not met more expectations of how it should go.  Should we acquiesce to the way it just goes or should we dig deeper and possibly try to straighten out the road that became winding with hidden curves.  Perhaps it all comes down to if we really expect our expectations to be met and resolutions to be found.  What is the definition of insanity?  Keep doing the same thing over and over and expect different results?  Perhaps it is time to find a new way with one expectation – clarity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3769562258560518451?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3769562258560518451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3769562258560518451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3769562258560518451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3769562258560518451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/clarity.html' title='Clarity...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtaeUDKXoIs/TtY6R9RyZUI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/0401t49dBUs/s72-c/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-9120120219854248105</id><published>2011-11-29T05:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:27:50.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting points...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3OLxOh4Olx4/TtTiGibWwCI/AAAAAAAAB2M/CiEXlPNS22A/s1600/night%2Bstroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3OLxOh4Olx4/TtTiGibWwCI/AAAAAAAAB2M/CiEXlPNS22A/s320/night%2Bstroll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680413631969673250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I “sat” I looked down at the little book I write these “thoughts” in and staring back at me was this blank page.  I thought – perfect!  This blank page is a fresh start and a new day.  In essence a whole new beginning.  How could I convey this in a meager written form and even if I could would it contain enough commonalities to be understood?  We are given this with each day “____________________” and we have a tendency to produce this “@#**5$&amp;^***!^?:” by the end of each day.  So how can we keep at least some of the openness that is given to us from turning into this consistent frenetic jungle of clanging noise?  At this point in writing this I must admit I feel I have painted myself into a corner.  But no it is not a corner but a reflection point and perhaps the answer to the question from above.  If by spontaneously installing reflection points (like road-side rest stops) throughout our day perhaps there we can recharge and remind ourselves that we all have the opportunity for a fresh start at any point in the day.  I’m not completely sure but…I’m looking at a blank page again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-9120120219854248105?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/9120120219854248105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=9120120219854248105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9120120219854248105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9120120219854248105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/reflecting-points.html' title='Reflecting points...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3OLxOh4Olx4/TtTiGibWwCI/AAAAAAAAB2M/CiEXlPNS22A/s72-c/night%2Bstroll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1705388610775834965</id><published>2011-11-28T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T06:03:25.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your energy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdmWMyqTt3w/TtOUd_howeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/WaXVNh7ND6w/s1600/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdmWMyqTt3w/TtOUd_howeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/WaXVNh7ND6w/s320/light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680046798033961442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the billions of un-tethered energy sources of the world.  Within you is a power source that is immeasurable and renewable that can change the physical world around you.  While yes this energy can do harm but it is at it’s best and most effective when it is connected and unified with others to do well.  There will be times when you think the amperage that is present within you is too low to be any good to anything or anyone.  This is where your limitations are misguided.  Every energy inch of what you embody is extremely powerful.  Do not discount that.  You have the complete ability to increase this internal energy at any given moment by the switch of love &amp; compassion.  This is the A/C and D/C of existence.  Power up and use this and the world around you will be brighter and better.  Not solar powered but soul powered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1705388610775834965?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1705388610775834965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1705388610775834965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1705388610775834965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1705388610775834965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-energy.html' title='Your energy...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdmWMyqTt3w/TtOUd_howeI/AAAAAAAAB2A/WaXVNh7ND6w/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1017589860202811685</id><published>2011-11-25T08:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:37:18.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting your sails...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XXa8_qjFzo/Ts_ENQOuqpI/AAAAAAAAB10/6x5uVj03LfQ/s1600/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XXa8_qjFzo/Ts_ENQOuqpI/AAAAAAAAB10/6x5uVj03LfQ/s320/happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678973387111574162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on when you read this “thought” your day may have either just started or maybe drawing to a close.  If the curtain of the day has just been pulled back you have an opportunity to set your course with the right intent.  Now here at this point many of us may get overwhelmed in the list we may mentally create.  We may get all excited and the laundry list of actions we may want to follow backs us into a corner of inactivity.  Stop!  Before this happens breathe and focus on maybe just one for the day.  Temper your persistence with patience.  Be more open to things difficult to understand.  Just something that can act as one guidepost in your journey.  Something that will make the day more substantive rather than vacuous.  And for those reading this at the end of the day, set your sails with honest reflection on what you can do tomorrow.  Either way guide your intent with compassion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1017589860202811685?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1017589860202811685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1017589860202811685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1017589860202811685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1017589860202811685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/setting-your-sails.html' title='Setting your sails...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XXa8_qjFzo/Ts_ENQOuqpI/AAAAAAAAB10/6x5uVj03LfQ/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5470448539104750658</id><published>2011-11-24T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T07:50:06.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A better understanding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNTvCTjNCKA/Ts5nlxShuCI/AAAAAAAAB1o/eilRW2Nj8rk/s1600/burning%2Ba%2Bcandle%2B4%2Bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNTvCTjNCKA/Ts5nlxShuCI/AAAAAAAAB1o/eilRW2Nj8rk/s320/burning%2Ba%2Bcandle%2B4%2Bu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678590078744639522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s one thing to acknowledge another one’s existence on the external level without too much fanfare; it is to acknowledge that person’s internal existence without judgment is where the challenge exists.  The physical form is just a collection of bones, skin and blood adorned with fabrics but what that person believes in, dreams about and feel can seem as vast and large as looking out into the ocean.  Some things people believe in we will not totally understand because each of our personal experiences and how they are personally interpret them.  But here is the tripping point and if we stop, listen and try to understand we can find the commonalities that we could share.  From there will be a starting point that will ignite the conversation not to argument and disagreement but to understanding and compassion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5470448539104750658?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5470448539104750658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5470448539104750658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5470448539104750658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5470448539104750658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/better-understanding.html' title='A better understanding...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNTvCTjNCKA/Ts5nlxShuCI/AAAAAAAAB1o/eilRW2Nj8rk/s72-c/burning%2Ba%2Bcandle%2B4%2Bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3797741059466568546</id><published>2011-11-23T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:26:43.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empirical proof?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjtn4QNGO_Y/Ts0er7z99GI/AAAAAAAAB1c/tAk2-ymupPE/s1600/m9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjtn4QNGO_Y/Ts0er7z99GI/AAAAAAAAB1c/tAk2-ymupPE/s320/m9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678228445322933346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are desire or should I say we all seem to need empirical proof of some guiding hand or deity where we can possibly find solace or guidance.  Some believe that the indication of something bigger than us will come with much fanfare.  With others there is no waiting and all the proof we need is here already.  Hell, for me I was kind of hoping in a simplistic way that the treasured wind chimes that belonged to my deceased mother that now hangs just outside the window of my “sitting” room would chime, letting me know that she is “out there” and watching over me.  Maybe there is nothing out there.  Perhaps it is so subtle that we can’t see or feel it.  Then again maybe its strength is in the subtlety and transparence.  I think that it is not in any of these and the true guidance is in each one of us but unless we use the tool of compassion to unite we may never see the full potential.  Oh and by the way as I writing this, the wind chimes did ring for a moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3797741059466568546?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3797741059466568546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3797741059466568546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3797741059466568546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3797741059466568546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/empirical-proof.html' title='Empirical proof?...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xjtn4QNGO_Y/Ts0er7z99GI/AAAAAAAAB1c/tAk2-ymupPE/s72-c/m9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8569714489919997642</id><published>2011-11-22T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T06:57:02.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One red light at a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuWAzxg54cU/Tsu3uk6gvUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/7TV8Tt7STwM/s1600/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuWAzxg54cU/Tsu3uk6gvUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/7TV8Tt7STwM/s320/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677833766041599298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes &amp; ears open as much as you can folks because what you see and hear in this second, this minute, this hour will never, ever happen again…ever.  It is just part of he wonderful kaleidoscopic ephemeral universe that we all and I mean all, live in.  At the core and the key to all of this and the basic element is to be cognizant of this with the simple act of mindfulness with each minute and hour.  I know, I know easier said than done right?  But even driving we can practice mindfulness and try to arrive peacefully.  The wonderful meditation teacher Thich Nhat Hanah suggests that even at a red light we can practice.  The red light can be used as a signal, a reminder that there is tension in your body from possibly needing to get somewhere.  Use the 10 seconds at the red light to practice some mindful breathing and release the tension in your body.  And with the number of red lights we face we might even arrive peacefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8569714489919997642?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8569714489919997642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8569714489919997642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8569714489919997642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8569714489919997642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-red-light-at-time.html' title='One red light at a time...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OuWAzxg54cU/Tsu3uk6gvUI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/7TV8Tt7STwM/s72-c/hill%2Bst.%2Bflight2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-189002077749475876</id><published>2011-11-21T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T06:37:06.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready to play?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6JXDPSCax8/TspghHqsImI/AAAAAAAAB1E/HrXX0P6816Q/s1600/green%2BPEACE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6JXDPSCax8/TspghHqsImI/AAAAAAAAB1E/HrXX0P6816Q/s320/green%2BPEACE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677456402363982434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move the chess pieces in a different way.  There has always been constraints on which way we go.  We have been told that if this is the one way you need to go, you go that way.  While technology has been for some cumbersome in many ways it has however created a greater amount of transparency with the existence of our world.  We can now more freely exchange ideas, words and images in a way that not too long ago would be considered science fiction.  You somewhere in Russia or the Netherlands or India can almost instantaneously respond to these words and share with a friend in other pockets of the world.  The chessboard has become more universal and accessible to many more people.  But with this freedom this exchange and openness to the masses comes with a responsibility.  In order to make this foray on this expanded chessboard beneficial we need to meet each other with greater openness.  We need to throw out the manipulation, throw out the deception, the greed, the attachment to old methodology that obviously does not work anymore given this transparency.  We need to utilize more compassion, more integrity and more understanding.  Everyone of us has the capacity to do so regardless of where we are geographically or emotionally.  The new chess pieces on this board will not include the military accruchamonts and carry only compassion, integrity and understanding.  Are you ready to play?  Bent u bereid te spelen? Вы готовы сыграть? Sind Sie bereit zu spielen? Êtes-vous prêt à jouer ? Está você pronto para jogar? 您准备使用？ Ви готові до гри? Готови ли сте йо играе? Kas olete valmis mängima? آیا شما حاضر به نمايش مى دانيد? Ert þú tilbúinn til að spila? Vai esat gatavi spēlēt? Ste pripravení? دو تاسو ته چمتو دي؟ Är du att ordna till för att leka?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-189002077749475876?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/189002077749475876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=189002077749475876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/189002077749475876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/189002077749475876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-ready-to-play.html' title='Are you ready to play?...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t6JXDPSCax8/TspghHqsImI/AAAAAAAAB1E/HrXX0P6816Q/s72-c/green%2BPEACE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-781391419285599284</id><published>2011-11-18T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T05:45:38.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLwiFDxIs60/TsZdc0EfoZI/AAAAAAAAB04/-8HtBxIGTnA/s1600/shadowc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLwiFDxIs60/TsZdc0EfoZI/AAAAAAAAB04/-8HtBxIGTnA/s320/shadowc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676327129942303122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without doubt there would be no measurement to gauge success.  With doubt you question the distance you have travelled, the knowledge you have gained and the friendship forged along this journey.  Doubt is a useful tool as long as it doesn’t get in the way and becomes one of the only tools that you use.  I have seen many individuals that have become so mired in doubt that even when they are showed love they confuse it with manipulation.  I know for many of us the bridge of trust we thought was sturdy is perceived to become rickety and frail.  The path that was once clear seems to be strewn with barriers.  These are all times when doubt has tipped that balance.  The bridge is fine, the path is ok we just need to keep doubt as a tool not a hindrance.  But don’t just believe me trust in yourself.  I have no doubt you can do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-781391419285599284?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/781391419285599284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=781391419285599284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/781391419285599284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/781391419285599284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/doubt.html' title='Doubt...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLwiFDxIs60/TsZdc0EfoZI/AAAAAAAAB04/-8HtBxIGTnA/s72-c/shadowc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2488756897799282370</id><published>2011-11-17T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T06:13:11.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The door to our day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5lrGOp7pYk/TsUR2s4F6-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/v3F4xIgHZE8/s1600/burbank%2Bsunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5lrGOp7pYk/TsUR2s4F6-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/v3F4xIgHZE8/s320/burbank%2Bsunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675962536827415522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We open our eyes in the morning like opening the door to the outside world.  There is some trepidation but we know that moving forward is the right thing to do.  Still we squint and try to adjust to the light and its duet with the ambient noise and engage to the new day.  For the majority of us there will be any number of tasks that will be expected to be completed in a day.  A checklist of priorities and responsibilities that hopefully one by one will see its completion.  Then there is the other checklist.  This is a checklist although not blatantly as evident as the tasks in a day but as important.  Things like laughter, love, gratification, support, compassion, comfort and equanimity.  While it may be considered just filler in a day to some they are vital.  We may not consciously think of mentally checking them off our lists but without them the door to the day is not so easily opened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2488756897799282370?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2488756897799282370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2488756897799282370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2488756897799282370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2488756897799282370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/door-to-our-day.html' title='The door to our day...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5lrGOp7pYk/TsUR2s4F6-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/v3F4xIgHZE8/s72-c/burbank%2Bsunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3202178159986532099</id><published>2011-11-16T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:08:33.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vILdOfdAMns/TsPDiyFozbI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kfjl2x98b1I/s1600/heron%2Bon%2Bniagara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vILdOfdAMns/TsPDiyFozbI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kfjl2x98b1I/s320/heron%2Bon%2Bniagara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675594957745343922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t put in a reservation to the Future - it does not exist.  I called the other day to do this but the phone just kept ringing and ringing and ringing.  I got tired of waiting, doodling on a piece of paper while I waited for someone to pick up but they never did.  I hung up and tried again but I hit the speed dial and by accident I hit the button to the Past.  Of course someone picked up right away, in fact several voices picked up.  It seemed like there were about 10 voices all of them fighting over each other regaling me with stories of past glories and failures.  I tried to politely to interrupt but I finally hung up with the voices still going on.  I punched in the next line to call the Future again and heard no dial tone.  I waited for a moment and said hello.  A voice came right back that sounded kind of like my own but less frenetic and infused with a calming effect.  I asked if this was Future and the voice came back in an easy manner that no, this is Now and there is no need for a reservation.  He said we’re here always open, 24/7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3202178159986532099?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3202178159986532099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3202178159986532099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3202178159986532099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3202178159986532099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/calling.html' title='Calling...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vILdOfdAMns/TsPDiyFozbI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kfjl2x98b1I/s72-c/heron%2Bon%2Bniagara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4077918221135162676</id><published>2011-11-15T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:13:30.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is calling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JINdOTNgCVw/TsJvUViUFtI/AAAAAAAAB0U/Gj6Lw596i9c/s1600/forever%2BsunsetB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JINdOTNgCVw/TsJvUViUFtI/AAAAAAAAB0U/Gj6Lw596i9c/s320/forever%2BsunsetB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675220875609380562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up this morning I put a call in for “Today”-I just got Today’s voice mail.  It said, in that cheery slightly condescending way, “I’m sorry I missed your call but you know that if you are receiving this message the day has already started.”  I was waiting for the beep to leave a message but there was this brief pause and it continued.  Today finished by saying “if you truly want to meet me you need to stop hanging around so much with “Past” and his annoying friend “Future”.  Past just ends up re-hashing stuff over and over and the Future paints stories of what you want to hear, not what truly is real.  Meet me here soon, but I can’t wait – BEEEEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4077918221135162676?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4077918221135162676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4077918221135162676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4077918221135162676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4077918221135162676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-is-calling.html' title='Today is calling...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JINdOTNgCVw/TsJvUViUFtI/AAAAAAAAB0U/Gj6Lw596i9c/s72-c/forever%2BsunsetB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5540165009299314494</id><published>2011-11-14T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:40:46.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunfight at high noon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nQpu_BbR74/TsEoMEsXB9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/5JYKjyuq9g8/s1600/flying%2Bhigh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nQpu_BbR74/TsEoMEsXB9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/5JYKjyuq9g8/s320/flying%2Bhigh2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674861193346877394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thoughts meet and face each other like Wild West gunslingers at high noon.  Who is faster at engaging the synopses that will culminate in a victory with the grey matter of the brain?  Who will be faster, hit the mark and gain dominance?  The right thought, the wrong thought.  The calculated or the impulsive, which one will, it be?  In that split second with that one dominant thought our lives change.  This thought gunfight happens so many times in a day that we do not keep track.  So how do we know that the decision to raise the hand of victory in that microsecond is the right one?  Is it in the intuitive moral compass that hopefully cultivated?  Spiritual guides that mysteriously lead you through to safety?  I am not completely sure with only 53 years on this planet.  But I do believe if the paths that we have traversed are infused with the lessons from those of good moral integrity that our hands and hearts will be then soundly guided and we will ultimately win the battle at high noon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5540165009299314494?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5540165009299314494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5540165009299314494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5540165009299314494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5540165009299314494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/gunfight-at-high-noon.html' title='Gunfight at high noon...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nQpu_BbR74/TsEoMEsXB9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/5JYKjyuq9g8/s72-c/flying%2Bhigh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4538353072788170260</id><published>2011-11-11T07:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:07:27.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your path...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1jm__I-HsA/Tr05-KKu0YI/AAAAAAAABz8/5WJ1EhenIOU/s1600/pacific112606B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1jm__I-HsA/Tr05-KKu0YI/AAAAAAAABz8/5WJ1EhenIOU/s320/pacific112606B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673754845600731522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not listen to a single voice.  Do not rely on the wisdom of one.  Do not act in accordance with one authority.  Do not follow one man or one woman’s doctrine just because they are “famous”.  As there are many people in the world, there are that many voices.  Your path, no matter where it leads, will encounter those voices, thoughts and revelations that are needed to move on to the next “stepping stone”.  Do not walk a single path, as one path will not contain all of the stepping-stones needed for the journey.  No one doctrine has a single voice, they all have their prophets, wise men / women, thinkers, doers and guides.  It is in this collected wisdom is where we define our own personal path built with the breadth of knowledge and wisdom of many, not just from the past but from today and the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4538353072788170260?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4538353072788170260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4538353072788170260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4538353072788170260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4538353072788170260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-path.html' title='Your path...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1jm__I-HsA/Tr05-KKu0YI/AAAAAAAABz8/5WJ1EhenIOU/s72-c/pacific112606B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7023674226590220239</id><published>2011-11-10T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T06:13:15.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who we are is not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifiKjflDImY/TrvXLXPtymI/AAAAAAAABzw/vjq16vOgZ0o/s1600/night%2Bstroll2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifiKjflDImY/TrvXLXPtymI/AAAAAAAABzw/vjq16vOgZ0o/s320/night%2Bstroll2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673364745821735522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schopenhauer was out walking one, deep in thought when a policeman, suspicious of him approached and asked, “May I know who you are?”  Schopenhauer stood for a long time and then replied, “I wish I could tell you”.  It is true; no matter how many ways we are identified the majority of them are external.  The clothing styles we wear, the car that we drive, the voice, the laugh, how we adorn our office or home, and all outwardly personal markers.  But we are much more.  Much more than this collection of bones, blood and flesh and as long as we identify ourselves in the physical sense we will keep using all our energies to satisfy these needs.  Try to take just 15 minutes a day, by yourself with no distractions to check in with you and your spirit and try to feed that instead of the external.  The classic Hindu text, the Upanishads, says that the joy that comes when we discover who we are is a million times greater than all the pleasures the most advanced civilization could offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7023674226590220239?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7023674226590220239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7023674226590220239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7023674226590220239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7023674226590220239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-we-are-is-not.html' title='Who we are is not...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifiKjflDImY/TrvXLXPtymI/AAAAAAAABzw/vjq16vOgZ0o/s72-c/night%2Bstroll2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2619845401210845072</id><published>2011-11-09T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T06:18:33.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From "I" to "we"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-969qC88A5RU/TrqGuomeX6I/AAAAAAAABys/4shZgOlfN10/s1600/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-969qC88A5RU/TrqGuomeX6I/AAAAAAAABys/4shZgOlfN10/s320/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672994816357457826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of the world, which has been viewed as formidable, is more like a house of cards.  And the cards have started to bend, tumble and tear to revel the true nature.  The scandals, the deceit, the manipulation, greed, all of the frailties are being exposed but what do we do when the ruins of greed and deception have been cleared away?  Do we finally, in a collective resolution, bond to each other to a more truthful existence?  Not quite sure how could this be done when the extreme disorderly still exists and is precariously held together by the human ego.  Perhaps we can start stripping away some of the “I” of our existence and shift some energies to the “we” and rebuild through patience and compassionate understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2619845401210845072?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2619845401210845072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2619845401210845072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2619845401210845072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2619845401210845072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-i-to-we.html' title='From &quot;I&quot; to &quot;we&quot;...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-969qC88A5RU/TrqGuomeX6I/AAAAAAAABys/4shZgOlfN10/s72-c/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3381651195462028639</id><published>2011-11-08T06:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T06:25:52.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your ticket...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3KUuIxvS6g/Trk351fvIXI/AAAAAAAAByg/Qfg20aJw6SI/s1600/my%2Bown%2Bplace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3KUuIxvS6g/Trk351fvIXI/AAAAAAAAByg/Qfg20aJw6SI/s320/my%2Bown%2Bplace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672626672402112882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prisoners of time.  We are all subject to and part of this brother/sisterhood.  Bound by the minutes, the seconds and the sands as they trickle down from an unseen personal timepiece.  Our existence here on this plane is subject to some mystical biological clock that we have no choice of seeing or knowing.  While pondering this may induce hyperventilation to some, let’s use this striking point and reinvent our days for a change.  When the alarm rouses us from our slumbering state, envision that moment in your mind’s eye as a ticket for today’s ride.  This is your ticket, purchased by your own personal thoughts and intent subject to the fine print on the back.  Don’t bother turning the ticket over to read, everyone has the same terms and conditions – Keep a good heart, good thoughts, good speech, good actions and good intent and the ride will be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3381651195462028639?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3381651195462028639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3381651195462028639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3381651195462028639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3381651195462028639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-ticket.html' title='Your ticket...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3KUuIxvS6g/Trk351fvIXI/AAAAAAAAByg/Qfg20aJw6SI/s72-c/my%2Bown%2Bplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6903958074026420768</id><published>2011-11-07T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:26:43.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk softly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b37MDaIMvO0/TrfmvSUjnzI/AAAAAAAAByU/l1QDgulraMc/s1600/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b37MDaIMvO0/TrfmvSUjnzI/AAAAAAAAByU/l1QDgulraMc/s320/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672255955742727986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve grown up and become adults and the playground just got bigger.  We argue and laugh, just like we did when we did as kids in the park but now it is bigger, more sophisticated and deadlier.  This is not a video game.  When you pull the trigger, the bullet can’t be pulled back.  You can’t re-set the game.  The words unleashed will make its mark.  The cause will have its effect, the action a reaction.  Choose from a more meaningful armament.  Walk softly but carry a big heart, conscious of how it leaves its mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6903958074026420768?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6903958074026420768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6903958074026420768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6903958074026420768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6903958074026420768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/walk-softly.html' title='Walk softly...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b37MDaIMvO0/TrfmvSUjnzI/AAAAAAAAByU/l1QDgulraMc/s72-c/afraid%2Bof%2Bshadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-480206163409300681</id><published>2011-11-04T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T06:33:02.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attachment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcnFyzVWG08/TrPmXtG09QI/AAAAAAAAByI/siEwc3-QcAw/s1600/art%2Blover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcnFyzVWG08/TrPmXtG09QI/AAAAAAAAByI/siEwc3-QcAw/s320/art%2Blover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671129650709198082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no fighting, if there is no attachment.  There can be no greed, when there is no attachment.  There can be no resentment, when there is no attachment.  I am not insisting a non-attachment where you acquiesce all that you have in a subservient way.  No, this type of non-attachment weighs out the merits of both sides, sees the needs of both, understands the possible outcome and shares in the positive and negative aspects of all actions.  When you have the ability to lose everything, you have the ability to have everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-480206163409300681?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/480206163409300681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=480206163409300681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/480206163409300681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/480206163409300681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/attachment.html' title='Attachment...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcnFyzVWG08/TrPmXtG09QI/AAAAAAAAByI/siEwc3-QcAw/s72-c/art%2Blover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-583936183250465796</id><published>2011-11-03T06:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T06:48:06.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This movie of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqSGcdJCLrs/TrKaUxx7ImI/AAAAAAAABx8/vsJlcRdHH04/s1600/new%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqSGcdJCLrs/TrKaUxx7ImI/AAAAAAAABx8/vsJlcRdHH04/s320/new%2Bfriends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670764562563670626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some days I feel like saying I've seen enough and if what I have seen was recorded on some hard drive somewhere I would ask just to play back the good parts.  I know that this is not how it goes but it is just an exhausted wish not to see anymore violence, hatred, self-centeredness and the myriad forms of abuse that keeps getting re-invented.  What is it when it can be clearly seen but those that act out in destructive ways will do it anyway regardless that they know it will cause pain.  Is there some twisted delusional belief that this time the horrible act they are about to commit will be considered by those around them as ok and justified?  Those with a good decent moral nature will know that is not true but like water rushing over a rock surface eventually it wears down and breaks.  Let's not break! Let's not get worn down by what we see around us and try to retain a strong union of compassion that can be an example to those contemplating abusive acts that there is another way.  Yes it may seem that we keep seeing the same bad movie and TV shows but let's try to show with a compassionate union that there are more than one way to direct a scene in this movie of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-583936183250465796?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/583936183250465796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=583936183250465796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/583936183250465796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/583936183250465796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-movie-of-life.html' title='This movie of life...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xqSGcdJCLrs/TrKaUxx7ImI/AAAAAAAABx8/vsJlcRdHH04/s72-c/new%2Bfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-847588473399052521</id><published>2011-11-02T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T06:26:57.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One small step...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWLEH17bmo8/TrFC3WrtI8I/AAAAAAAABxw/D5UAjRhew0E/s1600/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWLEH17bmo8/TrFC3WrtI8I/AAAAAAAABxw/D5UAjRhew0E/s320/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670386924585296834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t move forward without reflecting on the past.  Use these lessons learned from these experiences and illuminate them with the light of compassion and forgiveness in order to transcend their pettiness.  Formulate a foundation, not of retribution but a foundation of unification.  Using this tack many new paths will become a reality in this light.  Step forward with confidence that together you and the person next to you, that you don’t even know, can and will achieve both small and big victories…one small compassionate step at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-847588473399052521?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/847588473399052521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=847588473399052521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/847588473399052521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/847588473399052521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-small-step.html' title='One small step...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWLEH17bmo8/TrFC3WrtI8I/AAAAAAAABxw/D5UAjRhew0E/s72-c/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4422508589008457687</id><published>2011-11-01T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T06:52:34.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These layers of protection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC8xscChDII/Tq_26u0mt2I/AAAAAAAABxk/JZlPCwQpQS4/s1600/olympic%2Bglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC8xscChDII/Tq_26u0mt2I/AAAAAAAABxk/JZlPCwQpQS4/s320/olympic%2Bglass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670021944744261474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of us we are very lucky to wake surrounded by a physical structure that protects us.  The wood, metal, paint, plaster and tiles that are skillfully layered to layer us with a barrier to the outside elements.  For some others, not so lucky.  In additions to these layers that protect us we also have another set.  Our skin, hair, bones, blood and nails provide the protection of an internal physical form.  All of these layers of protection to protect what?  This tangled, complicated collection of internal organs that we call me and you.  Is all the intricate latticework that make these miraculous things called me and you worth all of this?  Unless we are contributing even in a small positive way I am not sure.  Those of us who are older can look back and review the catalog of our lives to assess the net worth of our actions and determine our contribution.  This who are younger can take stock of where they have been so far and making a commitment to integrity and compassion in the future.  Making a pact with themselves as we all should no matter what our position in life is and to respect this opportunity we have been given with these bodies and minds.  No matter where you are on this planet let us try to do something today to help someone or something out in a positive way.  It sometimes seem so easy to be selfish and harder to give.  Easy to destroy, harder to create.  But let's try to reverse this even in a small way to justify all of this hard work it took to build these layers of protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4422508589008457687?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4422508589008457687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4422508589008457687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4422508589008457687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4422508589008457687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/11/these-layers-of-protection.html' title='These layers of protection...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC8xscChDII/Tq_26u0mt2I/AAAAAAAABxk/JZlPCwQpQS4/s72-c/olympic%2Bglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2034215908656205623</id><published>2011-10-31T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T06:12:13.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These flowers of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFkItZOR92I/Tq6aOrtBUEI/AAAAAAAABxY/MlLiZ3uYem4/s1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFkItZOR92I/Tq6aOrtBUEI/AAAAAAAABxY/MlLiZ3uYem4/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669638557946433602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this will sound naive and simplistic but life is just not fair.  With the vast number of things the world has to offer to see, hear, taste and touch it is a shame that these physical vessels that we are given are so frail that they break down and die too soon.  I see someone like my own grandfather that lost his wife and was given so many more years of existence but without his partner.  My sister who gave so much but was only given 43 years to experience this world.  Then there are the countless children brought into this world and only given a brief moment before they are taken away.  I know it is all part of the so-called circle of life but considering the previously mentioned vast number of things to experience that it would be fair for all of us to live to be at least 100 years.  In Malaysia there grows what is considered the world's largest flower.  The Rafflesia flower can grow 30 inches in diameter but this stunning miracle of nature is only located in is part of the world and only lasts for a few days.  All that beauty for such a short time.  Could you imagine how much more you could garner with more time.  The shear volumes of knowledge and wisdom accumulated and shared.  See if you might agree these flowers of life we are all given should have more than just a few days then we are granted on this planet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2034215908656205623?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2034215908656205623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2034215908656205623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2034215908656205623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2034215908656205623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/these-flowers-of-life.html' title='These flowers of life...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFkItZOR92I/Tq6aOrtBUEI/AAAAAAAABxY/MlLiZ3uYem4/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2063381173501397950</id><published>2011-10-28T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:35:09.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the outstanding person does...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tDTOq_d6k0/TqqtKYH2GRI/AAAAAAAABxM/XJYzs8fOU-k/s1600/golden%2Bbuddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tDTOq_d6k0/TqqtKYH2GRI/AAAAAAAABxM/XJYzs8fOU-k/s320/golden%2Bbuddha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668533474784844050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What the outstanding person does, others will try to do.  The standards such people create will be followed by the whole world”.  Taken from the Hindu sacred text called the Bhagavad Gita that dates back between the 5th and 2nd century BC, these words have even more relevance considering the moral and political changes we are witnessing.  There is a need and cry to cut away the obese malignant weeds of greed and excess and to form a new standard of fairness and compassion.  “The ignorant work for their own profit, the wise work for the welfare of the world, without thought for themselves”.  Again from the Gita.  The short 18 chapters of this document was used as a moral compass by Gandhi for most of his life and even today still can be one of the many texts to guide our lives.  “Perform all work carefully, guided by compassion”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2063381173501397950?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2063381173501397950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2063381173501397950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2063381173501397950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2063381173501397950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-outstanding-person-does.html' title='What the outstanding person does...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tDTOq_d6k0/TqqtKYH2GRI/AAAAAAAABxM/XJYzs8fOU-k/s72-c/golden%2Bbuddha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6440148684912025430</id><published>2011-10-27T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T06:34:10.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn off, tune in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLcJqJd-HtI/Tqlb2ANhkKI/AAAAAAAABxA/y6d9IxGoY3I/s1600/pacific.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLcJqJd-HtI/Tqlb2ANhkKI/AAAAAAAABxA/y6d9IxGoY3I/s320/pacific.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668162589350269090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a culture that needs content.  A blank "spot" in our day would frighten so many.  To actually have nothing going on for a space of time would be very unsettling for a great number of you out there.  Perhaps having to face a blank spot would force us to confront what is going on with ourselves and force us to listen to something other than mindless babble emanating from al the devices that we feel we need to plug into everyday.  I was with a few people yesterday, all of them equally equipped with a mobile device.  The entire time I was with them there was constant bleeping and buzzing calling them like the sirens on the rocks from Jason and the Argonauts.   Demanding their attention.  There is this compulsion to be connected and for what, another mundane inane missive?  Yes there are some that are in the need to have such technology with them to address situations that warrant attention but for the most part I would guess that it is not necessary all the time.  I am not a Luddite and afraid of technology.  In fact I wrote this on an iPad and send it to this site wirelessly.  I firmly believe that even though all of this technology is a wonderful thing we need time to unplug, step back and allow the world to unfold with all of the 0's and 1's.  I know this may sound old-school-hippie-dippie but give yourself a break and unplug.  Find a park, a field, a beach, anywhere and let the sound of the world, the sound of reality speak to you...even for a short time.  I think you may like what it has to say to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6440148684912025430?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6440148684912025430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6440148684912025430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6440148684912025430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6440148684912025430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/turn-off-tune-in.html' title='Turn off, tune in...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLcJqJd-HtI/Tqlb2ANhkKI/AAAAAAAABxA/y6d9IxGoY3I/s72-c/pacific.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4536267803934504920</id><published>2011-10-26T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:28:36.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being relentless with your heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ueNHk7-yi3c/TqgJdkK0nMI/AAAAAAAABw0/f_eVj0JVAIw/s1600/mission%2Bwalking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ueNHk7-yi3c/TqgJdkK0nMI/AAAAAAAABw0/f_eVj0JVAIw/s320/mission%2Bwalking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667790534575692994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be relentless and courageous with your heart and get off the sofa of complacency.  As sure as the sun will rise in the east and set in the west if there is not full engagement with your heart and the world around you will no doubt have regrets later on.  You may not think so and believe that you are engaged now but if there was even the slightest hint of defense and justification as you read the first sentence here then I would place a good bet that you may not be totally.  Perhaps there is more you can do to open yourselves up to the possibilities.  And what are the "possibilities" you may ask?  A very good question and I'm glad you asked.  The answer is...I don't know!  It's up to you.  Each and every one of you is a complete individual and while there may be similarities with us each one of us has a deeper core that when engaged will light us up like a 10,000 watt bulb.  What will engage you may not engage me but unless you are relentless with your heart and to love and be loved you will may not smash through that barrier and hit the button of engagement that will light that bulb.  So come on, open yourself to those possibilities...wherever and whatever they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4536267803934504920?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4536267803934504920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4536267803934504920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4536267803934504920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4536267803934504920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-relentless-with-your-heart.html' title='Being relentless with your heart...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ueNHk7-yi3c/TqgJdkK0nMI/AAAAAAAABw0/f_eVj0JVAIw/s72-c/mission%2Bwalking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-9149365193376781053</id><published>2011-10-25T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:49:53.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect world?....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7eNCHHUJgM/Tqa6qROuwTI/AAAAAAAABwo/F9iATLgFT-A/s1600/snowglobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7eNCHHUJgM/Tqa6qROuwTI/AAAAAAAABwo/F9iATLgFT-A/s320/snowglobe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667422416434807090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect world does not and cannot exist.  Impermanence will never allow it.  It is not that impermanence is some physical entity, it is a conditional partner in each and every strand of the fabric of life.  Because as soon as it is "born" it all starts to deteriorate and breakdown.  There is no stopping it, there is no talking to it.  There is no way to reason with it.  You need to just accept the fact that perfect does not exist.  You can have joy and happiness and things can be absolutely wonderful but the moment after it is already a memory predisposed to the impermanent condition that exists.  This is not to paint a dark picture or to bring you down.  Far from that this is a reminder and encouragement to make the most of each moment.  Make the life you want happen.  And with that you give birth to other wonderful moments that gather together to get you as near as it can to perfection can get.  But that's it and that is as perfect as it will ever get but isn't that worth it? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-9149365193376781053?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/9149365193376781053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=9149365193376781053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9149365193376781053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9149365193376781053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/perfect-world.html' title='A perfect world?....'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i7eNCHHUJgM/Tqa6qROuwTI/AAAAAAAABwo/F9iATLgFT-A/s72-c/snowglobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2194840578937011668</id><published>2011-10-24T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:43:48.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start...finish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ukbrcnxct4/TqVopSjVEOI/AAAAAAAABwc/_BTaAUemLAs/s1600/smoking%2Bman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ukbrcnxct4/TqVopSjVEOI/AAAAAAAABwc/_BTaAUemLAs/s320/smoking%2Bman2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667050764679581922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you were...I saw this article last night where...can you believe that they said on the news last night...what a wonderful surprise it was to see...so sad that it happened to...oh they are so happy you just want to...no this is not rantings from an ADD world but fragments that characterize how I experience the actions of individuals I meet. Now this may not be how it is everywhere that would be a generalization but in this text-tablet-laptop world distractions are abundant.  Fragmentation of conversations, tasks and actions all seem to be commonplace.  I guess the assumption is that our gadgetry can multiple-task on multiple levels that these organic bodies should be able to do so as well.  While we are a resilient species I believe we need to instill and maintain the need to complete things that we start.  Our distractions come from the fear that we may be missing out on something so we try to keep up with a megabyte world.  We are humanoid, not android.  Finish what you started today or...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2194840578937011668?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2194840578937011668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2194840578937011668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2194840578937011668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2194840578937011668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/startfinish.html' title='Start...finish...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ukbrcnxct4/TqVopSjVEOI/AAAAAAAABwc/_BTaAUemLAs/s72-c/smoking%2Bman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5519323365254447886</id><published>2011-10-21T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T06:35:16.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Fish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxlI-Tr9XQ/TqFzfypjTBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Kg9ny-QLJAQ/s1600/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxlI-Tr9XQ/TqFzfypjTBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Kg9ny-QLJAQ/s320/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665936796217986066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you going to fish for the big questions in life, you need to make sure you have the right kind of bait.  Every good fisherman knows that before you go out to catch a specific fish that you do your research and ensure you have the right bait that will attract what you are trying to catch.  The same thing applies when you are serious about finding the answers to life's challenging questions. Of course the debate among life fisherman is what is the right bait but I believe the majority can agree on the following to catch the "Big Fish"; an understanding of the reality of life and the way things are without name or label.  Holding a commitment to an ethical life and the intention to live a life of good will.  Don't indulge in idle talk or gossip.  Act kindly and compassionately and do no harm to other beings.  Walk a path in which you mindfully cultivate a good respectable life in your daily actions.  Make an effort to be truthful and honest everyday.  Be mindful and fully present when engaged with others.  If you are "there"' they will be "there".  And keep focused and passionate with life, for all we know it is the only one given.  Of course the one thing that all good fisherman know is needed with any fishing trip is patience.  Without patience we cannot be still enough to allow the "Big Fish" to come near the hook of understanding that has been dropped in the frenetic sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5519323365254447886?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5519323365254447886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5519323365254447886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5519323365254447886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5519323365254447886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-fish.html' title='The Big Fish...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxlI-Tr9XQ/TqFzfypjTBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/Kg9ny-QLJAQ/s72-c/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2440320478415921758</id><published>2011-10-20T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T06:36:53.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much is too much?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58jSv7bYv2k/TqAhrqeYawI/AAAAAAAABwE/6z50fYJfc00/s1600/contemplation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58jSv7bYv2k/TqAhrqeYawI/AAAAAAAABwE/6z50fYJfc00/s320/contemplation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665565365251894018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is too much?  We are plugged in, hooked up, cable ready, streamed in high-definition wirelessly connected in our own 3-D world.  We are vampires for information sometimes it seems regardless of the quality of the content.  It sometimes seems we continue this voracious appetite perhaps because we are lonely and feel that unless we are connected we are not part of this world.  I read that the world is now produced more information in 48 hours than it did through all human history to the year 2003.  All that in 48 hours but again how much of it is quality information and how much of it is just white noise to soothe our loneliness?  My friends it is OK to unplug.  Besides being silent is not a bad thing in fact our bodies are wired to use being silent as a useful tool in our spiritual development.  Being silent is not the absence of sound but silence can bring one in contact with the divine, with our divine nature.  Let me tell you that is a whole lot better than the simple stupid shenanigans of some wanna-be celebrity.  I know this may cause stress with some of you but why not try to unplug, shutdown and be silent for a little while today who knows you might need an old friend...yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2440320478415921758?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2440320478415921758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2440320478415921758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2440320478415921758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2440320478415921758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-much-is-too-much.html' title='How much is too much?...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58jSv7bYv2k/TqAhrqeYawI/AAAAAAAABwE/6z50fYJfc00/s72-c/contemplation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7152918361445731986</id><published>2011-10-19T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T06:31:43.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Warriors rise up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XtTBLg7KFo/Tp7PwJRwF4I/AAAAAAAABv4/yZ0QQJFV-Q4/s1600/green%2BPEACE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XtTBLg7KFo/Tp7PwJRwF4I/AAAAAAAABv4/yZ0QQJFV-Q4/s320/green%2BPEACE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665193807309707138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to gird up your loins, take the spear of perception and hold it firmly in one hand and in the other carry the shield of self-preservation.  It is time to once again step out beyond the safety of your abode and face the myriad of concepts, ideas and a parade of personalities.  Sounds like a description from a grade B gladiator movie right?  Well yes but it is not too far from the truth.  We can try to hide away and not face interactions but the funny thing is that they will always find us no matter what.  None of us is completely equipped to handle every situation so then how do we at least attempt to?  We can build a metaphorical foundation that is less reactionary and more porous and transparent.  Wait you say, if it is porous we will be vulnerable.  No, infused in this foundation is the netting of compassion.  Anything that passes through will be filtered through and tempered by this crucial element and delivered with less reaction and more compassion.  Saddle up you Peace Warriors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7152918361445731986?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7152918361445731986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7152918361445731986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7152918361445731986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7152918361445731986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/peace-warriors-rise-up.html' title='Peace Warriors rise up...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0XtTBLg7KFo/Tp7PwJRwF4I/AAAAAAAABv4/yZ0QQJFV-Q4/s72-c/green%2BPEACE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1059896363997885630</id><published>2011-10-18T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T06:23:02.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much to risk today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKluh69eubo/Tp18dqVupiI/AAAAAAAABvs/faeq-MSzPrw/s1600/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKluh69eubo/Tp18dqVupiI/AAAAAAAABvs/faeq-MSzPrw/s320/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664820755325429282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much are you willing to risk today?  I'm not talking about partaking in skydiving or an activity similar.  No I'm thinking more along the lines of opening up more to the world around you and deepening connections perhaps already established.  We tend to reside mostly in our comfort zones of familiarity.  The same people, same places, same roads we travel, same conversations ( with minor differences) and various similar repetitive activities.  I bet there are even times that you even see and recognize these facts yourself but you have created a zone of comfort that it would be scary to leave.  Now I'm not suggesting extreme behavior, that would be uncomfortable for 99% of many of us.  The risk I'm suggesting is slight deviations in our daily routines, perceptions and interactions that will crack open a new perspective.  That person in line with you getting coffee is human just like you and probably seeking the same answers.  Try a new route, make new discoveries and explore.  There is only a limited number of hours in a day, don't waste them sleeping or cowered in fear - engage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1059896363997885630?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1059896363997885630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1059896363997885630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1059896363997885630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1059896363997885630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-much-to-risk-today.html' title='How much to risk today...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKluh69eubo/Tp18dqVupiI/AAAAAAAABvs/faeq-MSzPrw/s72-c/do%2Bthe%2Bright%2Bthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2591274300015357147</id><published>2011-10-17T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T06:40:10.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The nattering shoreline...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QxoB29G80/TpwujlFN_JI/AAAAAAAABvg/GVx0LbqxTdY/s1600/POOL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QxoB29G80/TpwujlFN_JI/AAAAAAAABvg/GVx0LbqxTdY/s320/POOL2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664453620109540498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I “sit” some mornings the thoughts sometimes come and natter away at something that needs to be taken care of or with what needs to be said to somebody.  They spin around and mingle with each other thoughts and create an internal cacophony like sirens on the rocks that tempted and called out to sailors in sea-faring legends.  These thoughts can lure you into choppy waters of indecision and mire you into confusion until you are not sure which way is the safe shoreline.  Steering away from these sirens and choppy waters may seem difficult but it is a requirement and essential to your survival.  It is when you can see the single waves approaching are you able to steer to the shores of equanimity.  How do you get to these calmer waters?  Drift out farther from the chaotic shoreline to get a better perspective.  Solutions that matter will only appear when you rest in calmer waters and when you distance yourself away from the chaotic shoreline we all encounter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2591274300015357147?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2591274300015357147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2591274300015357147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2591274300015357147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2591274300015357147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/nattering-shoreline.html' title='The nattering shoreline...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QxoB29G80/TpwujlFN_JI/AAAAAAAABvg/GVx0LbqxTdY/s72-c/POOL2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3733411975972894707</id><published>2011-10-14T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T06:42:26.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a suggestion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMYid1Gop5Y/Tpg6CV1CxdI/AAAAAAAABvU/Yp3Hu2F9a-c/s1600/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMYid1Gop5Y/Tpg6CV1CxdI/AAAAAAAABvU/Yp3Hu2F9a-c/s320/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663340343312172498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your belief system needs to be able to support and protect you.  Make sure that the ever-growing reservoir is being filed with thoughts and actions that contain genuine merit.  Ensure they do not need to justify themselves with extraneous words and they are based in compassion.  When filtered in this manner they will sustain and create a foundation with moral and humanistic fortitude.  There is not an obligation to do this it is just a suggestion.  After all it’s your path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3733411975972894707?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3733411975972894707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3733411975972894707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3733411975972894707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3733411975972894707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-suggestion.html' title='Just a suggestion...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DMYid1Gop5Y/Tpg6CV1CxdI/AAAAAAAABvU/Yp3Hu2F9a-c/s72-c/whatcha%2Bdoin-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7003205370430760815</id><published>2011-10-13T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:02:49.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To get through the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpH_mcZWO-c/TpbnTsZAXhI/AAAAAAAABvI/qd3smnuJkME/s1600/resoluteBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpH_mcZWO-c/TpbnTsZAXhI/AAAAAAAABvI/qd3smnuJkME/s320/resoluteBW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662967906984549906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some of us that think “oh if I can only get through this day”.  “If I could just plow through these hours and get past all of this”…this, what?  The hours, the minutes, the seconds of the life that has been given to you.  Why would you want to push through what is a gift to you?  Ok, sure there is what would be perceived as the mundane stuff.  Then there are what seem to be the endless minutes of your workday.  Perhaps even the grind of sitting in traffic.  But all of this is yours, why would you want to fling portions of your day away believing they have little value.  I know this sounds like a sermon of turning lemons into lemonade.  But the truth of the matter is that you already have the lemonade.  Sure there may be mouthfuls that may be a little bitter but at those points it is up to you to make it sweeter.  Not to over sweeten as a cover up and mask the reality of a situation but to add enough so that you gain understanding and enjoy the many moments of your life.  After all there is only now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7003205370430760815?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7003205370430760815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7003205370430760815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7003205370430760815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7003205370430760815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-get-through-day.html' title='To get through the day...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpH_mcZWO-c/TpbnTsZAXhI/AAAAAAAABvI/qd3smnuJkME/s72-c/resoluteBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6915379075555207651</id><published>2011-10-12T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T06:25:08.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fllDq8wjIE/TpWS5_ZSNUI/AAAAAAAABu8/gbgR18r0EDA/s1600/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fllDq8wjIE/TpWS5_ZSNUI/AAAAAAAABu8/gbgR18r0EDA/s320/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662593631455950146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            TODAY’S CONTRACT WITH THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Do one humane thing for the world around you---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Print, sign &amp; keep in your pocket or purse as a reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6915379075555207651?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6915379075555207651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6915379075555207651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6915379075555207651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6915379075555207651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/todays-contract-with-world-do-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fllDq8wjIE/TpWS5_ZSNUI/AAAAAAAABu8/gbgR18r0EDA/s72-c/birdman%2Bof%2Balvarado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8366747879893268106</id><published>2011-10-11T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T06:32:35.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10-11-11 Contract...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_46KhH2S-I/TpRFVF2cTuI/AAAAAAAABuw/y43VXiftIP4/s1600/F4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_46KhH2S-I/TpRFVF2cTuI/AAAAAAAABuw/y43VXiftIP4/s320/F4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662226860161650402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TODAY’S CONTRACT WITH THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Be nice to each other---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Print, sign &amp; keep in your pocket or purse as a reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8366747879893268106?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8366747879893268106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8366747879893268106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8366747879893268106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8366747879893268106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/10-11-11-contract.html' title='10-11-11 Contract...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_46KhH2S-I/TpRFVF2cTuI/AAAAAAAABuw/y43VXiftIP4/s72-c/F4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5460383866827719806</id><published>2011-10-10T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:34:10.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hourglass of our lives...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdGFK3PXAUA/TpL0i5VIc0I/AAAAAAAABuo/ULbMrtB7uF0/s1600/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdGFK3PXAUA/TpL0i5VIc0I/AAAAAAAABuo/ULbMrtB7uF0/s320/clouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661856561900319554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would assume that the more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our lives the clearer we should be able to see through it right?  To a certain extent I think when we are younger we believe that when we get older the wiser we may get and that the chronological age will grant us more information and insight to life.  Well to a certain extent there are some truths to this but not to the extent that our youth believed.  The sands may recede in the hourglass but then we find the glass in places is cloudy with misunderstanding, streaked with regrets and partially clouded with disbelief.  Now we could at this point get mired down in all of these things obscuring our vision and just give up, be bitter or choose an alternative.  We could take out the bottle with the cleaning solution of compassion and wipe clean the walls of our hourglass.  Wipe away all of the obscurities and create a clearer vision of understanding for your self and those around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5460383866827719806?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5460383866827719806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5460383866827719806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5460383866827719806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5460383866827719806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/hourglass-of-our-lives.html' title='The hourglass of our lives...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdGFK3PXAUA/TpL0i5VIc0I/AAAAAAAABuo/ULbMrtB7uF0/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7599150002279907519</id><published>2011-10-07T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T06:23:15.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak more with less...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap_EsXmwKhc/To79OtHtONI/AAAAAAAABug/yAaefEum7Tg/s1600/BUDDHA2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap_EsXmwKhc/To79OtHtONI/AAAAAAAABug/yAaefEum7Tg/s320/BUDDHA2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660740210723207378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need so little, but want so much.  We speak so much, but have so little to say.  We can travel so far, but get much further just where we are.  The pitfalls and pleasures of bring able to live in a time and place where opportunities and “things” are in abundance for those that can find the means and ways to obtain and can acquire.  We revel in these items with their cleverness and ingenuity and even believe that we could not live without them.  So many things, so much noise designed for a vision of someone we believe we are but this vision of ourselves is so far in the distance, we can never catch up with it.  For those who want to, stop, pull back the reins a bit of perceived need and instead of using 10 things to get through a day, use 1 and use it well.  Instead of speaking volumes without great substance, speak less but with clarity and compassion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7599150002279907519?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7599150002279907519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7599150002279907519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7599150002279907519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7599150002279907519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/speak-more-with-less.html' title='Speak more with less...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap_EsXmwKhc/To79OtHtONI/AAAAAAAABug/yAaefEum7Tg/s72-c/BUDDHA2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1048182908420451975</id><published>2011-10-06T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T06:34:09.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The future does not rest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNuIB-uer2g/To2shTckS_I/AAAAAAAABuY/osOkJaAGF-E/s1600/contemplation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNuIB-uer2g/To2shTckS_I/AAAAAAAABuY/osOkJaAGF-E/s320/contemplation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660369994830334962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future does not rest for one moment.  Like an impatient child pacing back and forth waiting to jump into the car to go it is there.  It does not matter if we are reluctant or receptive it will be relentless.  Meanwhile our old friend the past stands by the door with a quiet face of acceptance in recognizing this fidgety figure.  It observes and accepts the fragments left behind by the future.  However next to you with jacket on and keys in hand is the confident persona of the present.  You may not notice it standing there but it has never left or will ever leave without you.  While the impatient future shifts around with ants in its pants the present with a complacent smile looks over at the future with the understanding of a wise parent.  It is difficult choice wanting to run with the future but I recommend giving the keys to the car to the present.  Be patient with the future while it fights in the car seat next to you but sit back, relax and let the present drive.  The drive will be much easier and much more scenic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1048182908420451975?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1048182908420451975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1048182908420451975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1048182908420451975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1048182908420451975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/future-does-not-rest.html' title='The future does not rest...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNuIB-uer2g/To2shTckS_I/AAAAAAAABuY/osOkJaAGF-E/s72-c/contemplation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1970199235302440445</id><published>2011-10-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T06:44:12.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preserving what you create...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQai0h9j9Ms/Toxd9ird07I/AAAAAAAABuQ/64s039aaDnQ/s1600/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQai0h9j9Ms/Toxd9ird07I/AAAAAAAABuQ/64s039aaDnQ/s320/wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660002143560389554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahatma Gandhi once said, “Create and preserve the image of your choice”.  So the question is what image of you have you created that you want to preserve?  Is what you have created so far substantial enough to preserve?  Do you like what you have created?  There will always be nuances and shades that merely because of this impermanent world we live in will change but I believe what we ultimately need to create is the core of what our lives will truly be defined.  The principals, the morals, and the beliefs.  The essential framework in which our dreams and accomplishments could flourish.  But if your framework is not constructed with materials of integrity it will always have frailties where certain individuals will find and try to manipulate.  It is now time to take stock.  It is time you personally inspect each piece of the framework that creates you and to ensure that it has integrity.  Ensure what is being constructed is something you wish to preserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1970199235302440445?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1970199235302440445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1970199235302440445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1970199235302440445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1970199235302440445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/preserving-what-you-create.html' title='Preserving what you create...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQai0h9j9Ms/Toxd9ird07I/AAAAAAAABuQ/64s039aaDnQ/s72-c/wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-842688684972578767</id><published>2011-10-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T07:23:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encountering the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kH9TxnP0jdU/TosW1fNcSDI/AAAAAAAABuI/4U_dNQHBOfo/s1600/june%2B-%2Bstuffed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kH9TxnP0jdU/TosW1fNcSDI/AAAAAAAABuI/4U_dNQHBOfo/s320/june%2B-%2Bstuffed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659642464887916594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really never encounter the world; all we can experience is our nervous system perceiving the world.  It is how we greet the world that will determine how the world is for each one of us.  It is at this point in writing this thought that I would try to convince you of these truths but of course that doesn’t work.  The collections of these words are my personal vision of the world and not yours.  While we would say that there are similarities in our perception of the world I still don’t see the world through your eyes and you through mine.  What I can offer is this.  The degree that your nervous system can uniformly experience the world can be greatly enhanced by one word – compassion.  This common meeting place of our human existence can help our collective focus and vision to find ways to better perceive and improve our vision of what the world is and what it can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-842688684972578767?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/842688684972578767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=842688684972578767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/842688684972578767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/842688684972578767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/encountering-world.html' title='Encountering the world...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kH9TxnP0jdU/TosW1fNcSDI/AAAAAAAABuI/4U_dNQHBOfo/s72-c/june%2B-%2Bstuffed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3689641073014099396</id><published>2011-10-03T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T06:31:40.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Measurements of love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-oBQ6rjdsE/Tom3pfOvnVI/AAAAAAAABuA/TR9XHrpDNt0/s1600/feb%2B-%2Blove%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-oBQ6rjdsE/Tom3pfOvnVI/AAAAAAAABuA/TR9XHrpDNt0/s320/feb%2B-%2Blove%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659256330153598290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a measuring device that gives you a tangible measurement of how much you love another individual?  A system of weights and measures where you could place the degree of affection on a balanced instrument and it would detail back the proof of how much?  When you tell a loved one how much you love them is there a degree in the pitch and timbre that assures them how much you do?  What degree of conviction will ensure that the strength of your love is felt and understood?  Perhaps the only way that this could be achieved is in a unified consistency regardless of incidents and circumstances.  We all know that there will be times when things will happen that will make you or others question the degree of love but all of those are temporary.  When it comes down to it I guess the only way to measure love is knowing…that you can.  Great gestures of love are obvious but even what may be perceived as a small gesture can turn the world of one heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3689641073014099396?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3689641073014099396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3689641073014099396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3689641073014099396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3689641073014099396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/10/measurements-of-love.html' title='Measurements of love...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-oBQ6rjdsE/Tom3pfOvnVI/AAAAAAAABuA/TR9XHrpDNt0/s72-c/feb%2B-%2Blove%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4129798026515496921</id><published>2011-09-30T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T06:37:37.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fuse is lit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRjbcQvOeg0/ToXFD9DQS1I/AAAAAAAABt4/84zRZDOndcU/s1600/rainbow%2Bflight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRjbcQvOeg0/ToXFD9DQS1I/AAAAAAAABt4/84zRZDOndcU/s320/rainbow%2Bflight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658145178579389266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take a moment to quote from one of my favorite spiritual writers, Eknath Easwaran.  If you are not familiar with this wonderful professor I highly recommend his writings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So much energy is spent on trying to rise above the fray in order to understand our place in our own lifetime.  We are also bound by the limitations that time places on our body and mind.  With the fuse lit when we are born we most of the time fail to see the lit fuse until there is very little of it before we combust from this world to the next.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it may seem difficult to do but try to recognize that your “fuse” is lit.  Not to create a heightened sense of urgency but to enhance the quality of each moment.  To elevate the presence of each day from a series of mundane moments to a cavalcade of joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4129798026515496921?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4129798026515496921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4129798026515496921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4129798026515496921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4129798026515496921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/fuse-is-lit.html' title='The fuse is lit...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HRjbcQvOeg0/ToXFD9DQS1I/AAAAAAAABt4/84zRZDOndcU/s72-c/rainbow%2Bflight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-6269787803269384940</id><published>2011-09-29T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T06:35:56.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers of today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e49k7nQ9CPo/ToRyx06TSEI/AAAAAAAABtw/7WNUDrKUs8w/s1600/backyard%2Bbuddha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e49k7nQ9CPo/ToRyx06TSEI/AAAAAAAABtw/7WNUDrKUs8w/s320/backyard%2Bbuddha2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657773232226519106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whispers of today will become the voices of tomorrow.  What may begin as a simple thought quietly sitting without great pomp and circumstance could blossom into a profound act or phonetic talisman to lead you and others through the mire of confusion.  Whatever stages it may appear to be observe these thoughts in the light of brave honesty to see clearly as it is.  All of us are subjected to delusion from what is forced upon us from outside forces like media, friends, enemies and others.  So it is up to us individually to take responsibility of these thoughts.  They may hold the answers you or someone else may have needed.  Their durability and survival will be based on our ability to be honest not only with ourselves but with others and plant these thoughts in love, compassion and patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-6269787803269384940?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/6269787803269384940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=6269787803269384940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6269787803269384940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/6269787803269384940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/whispers-of-today.html' title='Whispers of today...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e49k7nQ9CPo/ToRyx06TSEI/AAAAAAAABtw/7WNUDrKUs8w/s72-c/backyard%2Bbuddha2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-5693562360052687919</id><published>2011-09-28T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T06:33:41.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2VtwPN9byo/ToMgQHYb-LI/AAAAAAAABto/k5LofxzKrQM/s1600/contemplation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2VtwPN9byo/ToMgQHYb-LI/AAAAAAAABto/k5LofxzKrQM/s320/contemplation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657401018139015346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without doubt there would be no measurement to gauge success.  With doubt you question the distance you have traveled, the knowledge you have gained and the friendship forged along this journey.  Doubt is a useful tool as long as it doesn’t get in the way and become one of the only tools you use.  I have seen many individuals that have become so mired in doubt that even when they are shown love they confuse it with manipulation.  I know for many of us the bridge of trust we thought was sturdy is perceived to become rickety and frail.  The path that was once clear seems to be strewn with barriers.  These are all times when doubt has tipped the balance.  The bridge is fine.  The path is ok; we just need to keep doubt as a tool not as a hindrance.  But don’t believe me trust in yourself.  I have no doubt you can do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-5693562360052687919?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/5693562360052687919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=5693562360052687919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5693562360052687919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/5693562360052687919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/doubt.html' title='Doubt...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2VtwPN9byo/ToMgQHYb-LI/AAAAAAAABto/k5LofxzKrQM/s72-c/contemplation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8097119428391085394</id><published>2011-09-27T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T06:30:28.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death to boredom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5f3zC2YCiM/ToHO0n-xbZI/AAAAAAAABtg/6SwqxZjD5gs/s1600/flock2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5f3zC2YCiM/ToHO0n-xbZI/AAAAAAAABtg/6SwqxZjD5gs/s320/flock2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657030010434842002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death to boredom!  If you are bored you have your eyes closed both literally and figuratively.  The tapestry that unfolds to us everyday is so rich and dense that unless you see someone has blinded you.  Yes we all know that through repetition of our daily actions, some of them quite mundane, we can loose track of the simple beauty that ordinary things have.  In the shower the steady stream of water reflected in the morning light can be a shower of featherweight diamonds cascading all around.  The coolness of the morning air can hold nuances of fragrances that could unlock memories.  Observing a couple people in a crosswalk ignites the imagination of what they could be possibly talking about.  A flock of pigeons sweeping through the air in a pattern only known to them.  Open up your senses up to this cavalcade.  It’s worth the price of admission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8097119428391085394?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8097119428391085394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8097119428391085394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8097119428391085394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8097119428391085394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/death-to-boredom.html' title='Death to boredom...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z5f3zC2YCiM/ToHO0n-xbZI/AAAAAAAABtg/6SwqxZjD5gs/s72-c/flock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8625096244830393168</id><published>2011-09-26T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T06:28:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's directions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF52MjzGUiI/ToB68gTFU4I/AAAAAAAABtY/ttXUdabEgBc/s1600/after%2Bthe%2Brain%2B-%2BOjai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF52MjzGUiI/ToB68gTFU4I/AAAAAAAABtY/ttXUdabEgBc/s320/after%2Bthe%2Brain%2B-%2BOjai.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656656311858058114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s directions…maintain a good speed, keep going straight and when you reach curves in the road decrease your speed, safely lean into each curve and be cognizant of any bumps or holes.  Up ahead you will see a sign to turn.  Stop, breathe and move uphill.  This is the incline of realization.  You will not find this on any conventional map or be detected by your GPS unit.  It will only appear when you are ready.  As you climb the incline of realization there will be many roadside attractions and enticements.  There will be barkers that will insist you stop, listen and buy into what they are “selling”.  Beware of the charlatans of compromise, as they will have you trade your sense of well-being for the vacuous glitter of gratification.  Be careful there will be others.  Engage your intuitive traveler sense and stop for understanding and instructions with only those you can trust.  The journey is not really that long so enjoy the scenery and sounds before you need to refill and start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8625096244830393168?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8625096244830393168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8625096244830393168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8625096244830393168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8625096244830393168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/todays-directions.html' title='Today&apos;s directions...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eF52MjzGUiI/ToB68gTFU4I/AAAAAAAABtY/ttXUdabEgBc/s72-c/after%2Bthe%2Brain%2B-%2BOjai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-4927401292836728786</id><published>2011-09-23T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:26:42.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your level of openness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqHnuNg3mIo/TnyIbKTgekI/AAAAAAAABtQ/eDr1sd3jkhU/s1600/which%2Bway2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqHnuNg3mIo/TnyIbKTgekI/AAAAAAAABtQ/eDr1sd3jkhU/s320/which%2Bway2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655545232274520642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…and then it may go like this; you are walking along minding your own business, not troubled in your comfy shoes and you trip.  There was no object in front of you, no sudden blinding light or loud noise.  It was this occasional acquaintance called cognizant reality.  Oh it may appear to be non-threatening and it may even have an air of friendliness to it but you know behind that neutral demeanor that there is a message going to be delivered to you.  Just like when you open this web link you don’t know what you will encounter.  What will this message be?  What will it want to convey to you?  All of these encounters and what they may want to offer to you will be solely dependent on your level of acceptance.  Duh! of course you say to yourself.  But you may be surprised that sometimes that a great message may be delivered to you and because of your level of openness appear blank to you.  I know I am stating the obvious but I thought I would take this forum to remind ourselves to be a little more open to the world around us and what it offers to us everyday…if we listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-4927401292836728786?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/4927401292836728786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=4927401292836728786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4927401292836728786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/4927401292836728786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-level-of-openness.html' title='Your level of openness...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqHnuNg3mIo/TnyIbKTgekI/AAAAAAAABtQ/eDr1sd3jkhU/s72-c/which%2Bway2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2134344957953780750</id><published>2011-09-22T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T06:31:30.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A clearer vision...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUuAOjt3UM/Tns265Z7fpI/AAAAAAAABtI/lNlWGd4uh9c/s1600/one%2Blight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUuAOjt3UM/Tns265Z7fpI/AAAAAAAABtI/lNlWGd4uh9c/s320/one%2Blight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655174142563679890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can either cast a giant shadow on a day or we can provide a window to receive and create a clearer vision not only for ourselves but for others as well.  The shadow will only create darkness and confusion.  It might be felt that the shadow is needed to make a point, create a statement of authority but it only created more darkness and doubt.  By creating a window of communication with the essential element of transparency the corner once filled with doubt is now illuminated with knowledge and cohesiveness.  It is your choice: darkness and misunderstanding or light and a clearer vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2134344957953780750?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2134344957953780750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2134344957953780750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2134344957953780750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2134344957953780750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/clearer-vision.html' title='A clearer vision...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHUuAOjt3UM/Tns265Z7fpI/AAAAAAAABtI/lNlWGd4uh9c/s72-c/one%2Blight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7206855624550906867</id><published>2011-09-21T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T06:30:35.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get on the bus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jW214OCduSc/TnnlPlp0VCI/AAAAAAAABtA/7jCxiMGp6HA/s1600/bus%2Bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jW214OCduSc/TnnlPlp0VCI/AAAAAAAABtA/7jCxiMGp6HA/s320/bus%2Bboy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654802863108674594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t fear getting on the bus.  You can’t just sit waiting at the bus stop waiting for what you believe is the right bus.  Sometimes you just need to get on and go.  Sometimes the bus will stall and you may need to get off the bus.  Then there will be other times when the bus you are on connects with another one that will take you on a new adventure.  You cannot have fear hold you back from getting on board.  The bus may be a bit scary when it pulls up but it will be up to you to work together with others on the bus to change the ride from fear and trepidation to adventure and transcendence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7206855624550906867?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7206855624550906867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7206855624550906867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7206855624550906867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7206855624550906867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/get-on-bus.html' title='Get on the bus...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jW214OCduSc/TnnlPlp0VCI/AAAAAAAABtA/7jCxiMGp6HA/s72-c/bus%2Bboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1164058405584766641</id><published>2011-09-20T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T06:19:17.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the rivers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKvVX6qIFGk/TniQEtCc5VI/AAAAAAAABs4/fxe4FTwxrgQ/s1600/forgive2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKvVX6qIFGk/TniQEtCc5VI/AAAAAAAABs4/fxe4FTwxrgQ/s320/forgive2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654427742647412050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the rivers where possibilities could flow but we continue to build dams of doubt.  Our expert ability to create diversions and fear can keep us juts an arm’s length away and in most cases can be changed by one thing – a change in perception.  If we believe we cannot accomplish a task or a dream we will live in regret.  I know that this thought is not something new but it is a very good reminder.  Sometimes we just need to get out of our own way in order to realize something.  That is not to say there will not be a certain degree of difficulty and work that will be needed.  When you remove the obstacle of yourself you will grasp the steps needed to go forward.  You may not be able to do everything but at least stepping up on a clear vista of opportunity you can walk away knowing that you were not the hindrance in your own river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1164058405584766641?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1164058405584766641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1164058405584766641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1164058405584766641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1164058405584766641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-are-rivers.html' title='We are the rivers...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKvVX6qIFGk/TniQEtCc5VI/AAAAAAAABs4/fxe4FTwxrgQ/s72-c/forgive2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-3520790777578751327</id><published>2011-09-19T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T06:21:49.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointing in a better direction...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZELUIIlM7k/TndBKgKg9ZI/AAAAAAAABsw/GAduxok3_zw/s1600/night%2Bstroll2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZELUIIlM7k/TndBKgKg9ZI/AAAAAAAABsw/GAduxok3_zw/s320/night%2Bstroll2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654059505875482002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock knock?  Who’s there?  Today.  Today who?  Today who does not know where we are going so let’s try not to engage in dismissive conversations and vengeful actions.  Let’s try to at least do one thing that encourages and not discourage another person.  One thing that will take one step farther in building a better foundation of support for each other.  In a world that is always pointing a lot of fingers let’s use them to point us in a better direction rather to point out more blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-3520790777578751327?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/3520790777578751327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=3520790777578751327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3520790777578751327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/3520790777578751327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/pointing-in-better-direction.html' title='Pointing in a better direction...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZELUIIlM7k/TndBKgKg9ZI/AAAAAAAABsw/GAduxok3_zw/s72-c/night%2Bstroll2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7516856936042129196</id><published>2011-09-16T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T06:26:05.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the lens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HU7b4Ykn45M/TnNLp5haB8I/AAAAAAAABso/xC2ctdIkq9E/s1600/blue%2Bdandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HU7b4Ykn45M/TnNLp5haB8I/AAAAAAAABso/xC2ctdIkq9E/s320/blue%2Bdandy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652945140467763138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems even more so these days we need to reach out farther with our hearts.  Perhaps it is the images and TV news that can go deeper and retrieve that which has never been seen before or our cognitive abilities have grown more sensitive.  Regardless of how its presence is brought to our attention it is there and we need to make a choice.  We can process what we see through the lens of indignation and see the injustices but just be reactionary without results.  Choose to look through the lens of indifference and remain in a state of apathy and on the fence of indecision or process through the lens of inspiration.  “See” what is there and needed and make steps forward to help make change happen for the good.  Even if they are small steps of assistance at least they are steps forward…with a clearer vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7516856936042129196?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7516856936042129196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7516856936042129196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7516856936042129196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7516856936042129196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/through-lens.html' title='Through the lens...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HU7b4Ykn45M/TnNLp5haB8I/AAAAAAAABso/xC2ctdIkq9E/s72-c/blue%2Bdandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8342887290426593309</id><published>2011-09-15T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T06:44:41.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our spiritual muscle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-DtrWDzdA/TnIBKjRbJDI/AAAAAAAABsg/fLSpMFHNm6I/s1600/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-DtrWDzdA/TnIBKjRbJDI/AAAAAAAABsg/fLSpMFHNm6I/s320/light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652581763082036274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use our physical bodies effectively we need exercise (at least at a minimum).  To use our brains effectively we must stimulate (at least at a minimum).  To use our spirit effectively we reach out to areas beyond the physical realm but not at least at a minimum.  Our spiritual muscles need much more exercise than 50 push-ups or reading one article on truths.  Our spiritual muscle needs daily nourishment and attention.  You can in some ways slack off on the physical movements but if you want to be effectively present your spiritual muscle requires more.  But here is the thing you should know if you don’t already.  Your spiritual muscle needs more than just the written word to stay in shape and effective.  You see in each and every one of us is an integral part of a much larger spiritual muscle.  Our spiritual muscle needs, requires and is best when we connect and commune in an open and compassionate manner with fellow spiritual athletes.  The more we connect with others, the stronger we collectively become.  The stronger we get the more humane we become beyond doctrine, written text and misguided teachers.  You see our spiritual muscle needs us all to work together in order to be happy, healthy and wise.  OK, so drop and give your spiritual muscle a workout today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8342887290426593309?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8342887290426593309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8342887290426593309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8342887290426593309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8342887290426593309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-spiritual-muscle.html' title='Our spiritual muscle...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm-DtrWDzdA/TnIBKjRbJDI/AAAAAAAABsg/fLSpMFHNm6I/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-8165718123485604329</id><published>2011-09-14T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T06:30:41.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The veil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oat57oAUBM/TnCrraBA1II/AAAAAAAABsY/qIQNyvCRSgQ/s1600/illuminations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oat57oAUBM/TnCrraBA1II/AAAAAAAABsY/qIQNyvCRSgQ/s320/illuminations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652206294556267650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach out in an effort to get behind this “veil” that could perhaps give us the answers we seek, help we need and direction that is required.  The trouble is finding that delineation mark it might be and even if there is one.  Perhaps our energies projected outwardly are merely the means to ignite dormant areas within that will unite others in an effort to balance the negative and positive energies.  Can all of our prayers, blessings and mindful efforts help?  That is a question that has been asked many times.  The answer; I am not sure for everyone but I have seen the results when there is an unified positive effort in daily things and I do believe change and healing can be achieved with compassionate hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-8165718123485604329?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/8165718123485604329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=8165718123485604329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8165718123485604329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/8165718123485604329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/veil.html' title='The veil...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4oat57oAUBM/TnCrraBA1II/AAAAAAAABsY/qIQNyvCRSgQ/s72-c/illuminations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7621918722084430746</id><published>2011-09-13T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:22:00.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs of peace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llp15Vz2T6A/Tm9mH-XnAkI/AAAAAAAABsQ/zZEh6Nr9nMU/s1600/jesus%2Bsaves3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llp15Vz2T6A/Tm9mH-XnAkI/AAAAAAAABsQ/zZEh6Nr9nMU/s320/jesus%2Bsaves3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651848344560403010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a bumper sticker yesterday that posed the question “Who would Jesus bomb?”  Yes I remember my Sunday school days and recall the story of Jesus getting royally pissed off that some moneychangers and merchants set up shop in the local church.  Perceived as disrespectful he kicked over their tables and their collective asses out into the streets.  He was making a point but given the option and his penchant for peace I am not quite sure if given the opportunity that the J-Man would drop a bomb on anyone.  His tools, as with great “teachers”, were the words he spoke and how they affected those around him without permanent physical damage.  There have been so many great teachers throughout history and even now that use words to make changes for the good in people and better for your health than bombs.  Besides the many passages in the Bible there is the Vedas, Qur’an, Talmud, Buddhist texts, Confucius, Plato, Emerson, the Gita, Marcus Aurelius, Gandhi, Huxley, the Dalai Lama and so many more.  Perhaps if you feel your arsenal is low or depleted you could turn to the words of wisdom in some of these texts to fill the chambers of your armaments.  Wouldn’t it be good if those in places of power would choose these methods instead of being reactionary and using more physically permanent forms of communication?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7621918722084430746?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7621918722084430746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7621918722084430746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7621918722084430746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7621918722084430746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/bombs-of-peace.html' title='Bombs of peace...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Llp15Vz2T6A/Tm9mH-XnAkI/AAAAAAAABsQ/zZEh6Nr9nMU/s72-c/jesus%2Bsaves3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-2866982417632733648</id><published>2011-09-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T06:34:57.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridges...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u89FPg3rx-8/Tm4KdPbTTWI/AAAAAAAABsI/J1qPXxx_DiE/s1600/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u89FPg3rx-8/Tm4KdPbTTWI/AAAAAAAABsI/J1qPXxx_DiE/s320/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651466079870078306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say today…ok except maybe one thing…we live in a world where we are always crossing bridges.  I don’t mean bridges in a literal sense either but bridges of trust, love, compromise, faith and understanding.  We sometimes stand at the foot of these bridges with apprehension and uneasiness.  Some of us may even turn back from crossing some of these bridges but you know what happens.  We think we are clever and believe we can find another route around, another way to approach these uneasy crossings but we always end up back at the same bridge.  These bridges can be daunting and look like they go for a great distance.  Some may even do traverse a great chasm and could take some time to cross but here is something to keep in mind.  Just as in the physical life bridges are constructed to cross difficult terrain and the bridges that present themselves are brought to you to help you cross emotional terrain.  They are not brought into view to intimidate you but to aid you to cross over and access the understanding you need to discover.  Yes some of these bridges may have a toll booth but I would venture a guess that the amount to be paid to cross over is much better than to be stuck on this side of the bridge and never cross over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-2866982417632733648?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/2866982417632733648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=2866982417632733648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2866982417632733648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/2866982417632733648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/bridges.html' title='Bridges...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u89FPg3rx-8/Tm4KdPbTTWI/AAAAAAAABsI/J1qPXxx_DiE/s72-c/Chinese%2Bgarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-9035012058736605897</id><published>2011-09-09T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T06:26:42.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If we knew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h411pPO8RdA/TmoSQKUco2I/AAAAAAAABsA/FbdBbM_cCl4/s1600/flowerwb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h411pPO8RdA/TmoSQKUco2I/AAAAAAAABsA/FbdBbM_cCl4/s320/flowerwb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650348751347032930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we knew what tomorrow would bring, would we be happier?  All of the events of our lives would be lined up and hold no mystery or adventure.  We would know what we would encounter around every turn, know whom we would meet, love and laugh with before it happened.  Take away any surprise or stress with each waking moment.  While we would certainly enjoy some aspects of this mode of living would bring I believe that for the most part it would be boring.  We would be living for a known future and not being present with each moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-9035012058736605897?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/9035012058736605897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=9035012058736605897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9035012058736605897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/9035012058736605897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-we-knew.html' title='If we knew...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h411pPO8RdA/TmoSQKUco2I/AAAAAAAABsA/FbdBbM_cCl4/s72-c/flowerwb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-7703437504463794584</id><published>2011-09-08T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T06:17:18.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoking the engine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIBjygMEIX4/Tmi-WTNdDiI/AAAAAAAABr4/2C5v5GXCMRs/s1600/PW8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIBjygMEIX4/Tmi-WTNdDiI/AAAAAAAABr4/2C5v5GXCMRs/s320/PW8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649975022859390498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are designing your life it helps to have a greater vision with an end point in mind.  I was told this many, many years ago.  I stressed and obsessed about this and was deeply concerned that I had no idea how to design anything in my life.  I thought books may be the key and so I dove into various pools of thought.  Sure I got wet with words printed on the pages but I must admit that there were times I felt I was drowning.  There were others suggesting various faiths and that their faith would hold the key for me.  Sure all of them were inspiring in their own way but I was not inspired by the dogmas and conditions that were part of these faiths.  Was I being difficult?  Probably but if your search and your journey is important to you are you willing to settle for anything less than the path that inspires you?  I would think not.  Very important to note here even if you have heard it before that the path that your heart will steer you on will never be straight and easy.  There will always be twists and turns but in these twists and turns will be the catalyst of inspiration.  I believe if you stoke the engine of your life with “C,L,R” (compassion, love &amp; respect) it will propel you with enough energy down this path of your search and to any end point you may envision for your self.  One thing, don’t forget to look out the windows and to the scenery along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-7703437504463794584?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/7703437504463794584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=7703437504463794584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7703437504463794584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/7703437504463794584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/stoking-engine.html' title='Stoking the engine...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIBjygMEIX4/Tmi-WTNdDiI/AAAAAAAABr4/2C5v5GXCMRs/s72-c/PW8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888535377825673586.post-1334155418666161212</id><published>2011-09-07T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:35:45.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A kind shepherd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onNnFPSkKWk/TmdxSyc5zsI/AAAAAAAABrw/pVpOrs5l2ec/s1600/goatee1-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onNnFPSkKWk/TmdxSyc5zsI/AAAAAAAABrw/pVpOrs5l2ec/s320/goatee1-sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649608825154162370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How defined are you with what you want in life?  Is there at least some plan, some roadmap of what paths will be taken?  Of course there will be doubts and questions and moments where you may feel disjointed.  All great journeys start with the small pieces of inspiration that reside in different places that will need a guiding hand to come together.  At these times you may need to just stand on the figurative hillside like a shepherd looking down on his scattered flock.  You observe where all of your flock are and strategically and patiently bring them all together for the journey with love, patience and compassion.  With these three things as your guiding principles what was once ill defined will be defined and what was once was lost will be found.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3888535377825673586-1334155418666161212?l=craigrenwick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/feeds/1334155418666161212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3888535377825673586&amp;postID=1334155418666161212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1334155418666161212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3888535377825673586/posts/default/1334155418666161212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craigrenwick.blogspot.com/2011/09/kind-shepherd.html' title='A kind shepherd...'/><author><name>Vichara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15879516570381156517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cx-DqYhJF68/SDdJi3xIFYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_zFZ8Zw4Knw/S220/cmrkoofi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onNnFPSkKWk/TmdxSyc5zsI/AAAAAAAABrw/pVpOrs5l2ec/s72-c/goatee1-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
