<?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-8897764618730343582</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:34:18.010-07:00</updated><category term='Peace'/><category term='Hate'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Jhala Beans</title><subtitle type='html'>My personal memoires, life lessons, discoveries, and growth. See yourself in my words.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-8880058296372585237</id><published>2010-09-27T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:25:56.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sauna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/TKF663GPu5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Fcc11mG46bc/s1600/wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/TKF663GPu5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Fcc11mG46bc/s400/wall.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's something mesmerizing about staring at a blank wall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;White tiles. Dripping moisture. Wet heat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;The sweat swallows my pores and I breathe in the moment. I drift away in the fog and catch a fleeting thought. Thankfully it fades in the mist. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;My mind is blank. &amp;nbsp;T_I_M_E_O_U_T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-8880058296372585237?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8880058296372585237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/09/sauna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/8880058296372585237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/8880058296372585237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/09/sauna.html' title='The Sauna'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/TKF663GPu5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/Fcc11mG46bc/s72-c/wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-7433345746759452456</id><published>2010-04-13T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:29:49.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I Shave My Head Because I Choose To.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T44iaRMEI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZWJYu4qU2C8/s1600/DSCN4986.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T44iaRMEI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZWJYu4qU2C8/s640/DSCN4986.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I used tell people: "Ya but I'm warning you, I'm crazy". It was a disclaimer so that when I'd wear out of the ordinary stuff or do un-normal things I could be like: "See, I told you I was crazy". I had this weird thing about being weird and being judged about my weirdness. So I thought if I warn people in advance, then they could expect me to do or wear strange wacky things and not have a heart attack about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I knew I loved being weird but often times I would let this get in the way. I would want to do something, but I would be worried about how people would perceive me. I mean, let's get real, we live in a judgmental world. We all make judgments whether we realize it or not. It is human nature and our neurological circuits are designed that way. Judgments are a shortcut for your brain to recognize information that it has already encountered. If I see a guy that looked like he just walked off the show &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/shows/jersey_shore/series.jhtml"&gt;Jersey Shore&lt;/a&gt;, I might automatically presume that he is self-centered and conceited. Essentially my brain is taking a short cut, called a heuristic. It has seen something similar before (Jersey Shore) and associates it with any attributes that are attached to it (self-centered and conceited).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;In psychology, heuristics are simple, efficient rules, hard-coded by evolutionary processes or learned, which have been proposed to explain how people make decisions, come to judgments, and solve problems, typically when facing complex problems or incomplete information. These rules work well under most circumstances, but in certain cases lead to systematic errors or cognitive biases. Essentially, he could have been the nicest guy in the world but I let my heuristic type him as a jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;So I chose to take a leap. I chose not to listen to my worries of what people thought of me. I chose to be who I am no matter what. I chose to embrace my weirdness because it is how I express myself in life. And so I shaved my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;If I let fear stop myself then I am depriving me of me and I am depriving the world of me. Imagine if everyone in the world was fully expressed and fulfilled in their lives. Do you think we'd have world peace? I certainly think that the world would have much more creativity, passion and innovation if everyone fulfilled on their dreams. I now realize that I do not need to put up any warning labels about who I am. I can just be who I wanna be without caring what other people think. I can be fully self-expressed because it makes me happy. In fact, people appreciate me more for it. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Sometimes I shave my head because I choose to. And there's nothing more to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;If there is something that you have always wanted to do, but felt stopped for whatever reason, please share. Then just do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T3x8YjYWI/AAAAAAAAACw/oxwHCk8l9hk/s1600/DSCN4971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T3x8YjYWI/AAAAAAAAACw/oxwHCk8l9hk/s400/DSCN4971.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T4JEC8c-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_MSKdWqcL-A/s1600/DSCN4977_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T4JEC8c-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_MSKdWqcL-A/s640/DSCN4977_3.JPG" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-7433345746759452456?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7433345746759452456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-shave-my-head-because-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/7433345746759452456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/7433345746759452456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-shave-my-head-because-i.html' title='Sometimes I Shave My Head Because I Choose To.'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S8T44iaRMEI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZWJYu4qU2C8/s72-c/DSCN4986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-2682523980335727924</id><published>2010-04-07T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:24:39.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charisma. A Charming Attribute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Charisma is the ability to positively influence others by connecting with them physically, emotionally and intellectually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;This gives anyone the power and gift of charisma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7zpQLakKyI/AAAAAAAAACo/VJ5tWUKUs7Y/s1600/grant_cary_to_catch_a_thiefarsl_sty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7zpQLakKyI/AAAAAAAAACo/VJ5tWUKUs7Y/s640/grant_cary_to_catch_a_thiefarsl_sty.jpg" width="516" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-2682523980335727924?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2682523980335727924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/charisma-charming-attribute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/2682523980335727924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/2682523980335727924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/charisma-charming-attribute.html' title='Charisma. A Charming Attribute.'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7zpQLakKyI/AAAAAAAAACo/VJ5tWUKUs7Y/s72-c/grant_cary_to_catch_a_thiefarsl_sty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-5709130892862620136</id><published>2010-04-06T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:28:09.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Professional to Personal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7um-xAF5xI/AAAAAAAAACg/SKvmo2cafPM/s1600/3524a5ba62df9846e49ffc652f0d68c0ce32d4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7um-xAF5xI/AAAAAAAAACg/SKvmo2cafPM/s640/3524a5ba62df9846e49ffc652f0d68c0ce32d4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As I am always looking to expand professionally, I often visit a sales coaching site to get my daily dose of insight. I often find that they tell a tale that not only applies to the professional world, but also my personal world. If I truly want to encompass a skill, I apply it to every area of my life. Not just work. I've also noticed that the principles really can be so simple yet so effective. Here is an example below... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;How to Build a Lasting Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Effective Communication is the Key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that permanent relationships are built on trust, respect, understanding, kindness, thoughtfulness, acceptance, appreciation, consistency, and unselfishness. Saying "please" and "thank you" for favors or a job well done are friend-makers and relationship-builders. Since we treat people like we see them, we should seriously look for the best in others, because this is a great relationship-builder and brings out the best in ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy, long-term relationships involve frequent compromise which is the only constructive alternative to fighting. Compromise is not denying right and wrong; it's admitting that both sides can have some right and both sides can have some wrong. If harmony is our end, then compromise is our means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning relationships are built by leaving many things unsaid. Combine this with the ability to express displeasure or disappointment in an incident without any thought of taking punitive action, and you'll avoid many relationship crises. All long-lasting relationships are built on the understanding that both parties must get something out of the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other person does things that irritate you, nip problems in the bud by suggesting that the two of you sit down and talk about them. Open the conversation with, "It bothers me when ... Not that you did it wrong, but it bothers me." The other person is not a mind-reader. Don't expect him or her to know what's on your mind and cater to what you consider to be an obvious need or desire. Communicate with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you offend someone, you should quickly apologize and ask for forgiveness. Otherwise, the problem festers, and the relationship suffers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-5709130892862620136?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.candogo.com/' title='From Professional to Personal'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5709130892862620136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-professional-to-personal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/5709130892862620136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/5709130892862620136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-professional-to-personal.html' title='From Professional to Personal'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S7um-xAF5xI/AAAAAAAAACg/SKvmo2cafPM/s72-c/3524a5ba62df9846e49ffc652f0d68c0ce32d4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-3550641899306652838</id><published>2010-03-02T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:14:43.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>F___ Cancer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S42rHraQ-YI/AAAAAAAAACY/AHFt4Orm5qE/s1600-h/myFcancerPic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S42rHraQ-YI/AAAAAAAAACY/AHFt4Orm5qE/s640/myFcancerPic.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;51% of people die from cancer. Half. One in two people. That's your mom or your dad. That's your sister or your brother. That's me or you. 60% of cancer is PREVENTABLE. "The Answer to Cancer" has made some cancers REVERSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;It's time to fight back! F____ cancer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Support my friends that are standing for the cause!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ride to Conquer Cancer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.conquercancer.ca/goto/brentakhurst"&gt;http://www.conquercancer.ca/goto/brentakhurst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;F____ Cancer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letsfcancer.com/"&gt;www.letsfcancer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letsfcancer.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Answer to Cancer Conference:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #333333; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1267635780067"&gt;www.acancerfreesociety.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-3550641899306652838?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.letsfcancer.com' title='F___ Cancer!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3550641899306652838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/03/f-cancer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/3550641899306652838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/3550641899306652838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/03/f-cancer.html' title='F___ Cancer!'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S42rHraQ-YI/AAAAAAAAACY/AHFt4Orm5qE/s72-c/myFcancerPic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-8595174632961575952</id><published>2010-02-13T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:39:12.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live McQueen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S3ZlT6H4lGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HZCocI3jlNw/s1600-h/AlexanderMc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S3ZlT6H4lGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HZCocI3jlNw/s400/AlexanderMc.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Suicide: A selfish tragedy. With the shocking death of the Great Alexander McQueen, the world suffers a monumental loss. He was a creature of his own species. A one-of-a-kind. The last unicorn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Population: one has now dwindled to population: none.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It really is a shame that one can feel there is no other option but the end. Ending your own life is selfish because it is the ones that are left behind that suffer.&amp;nbsp;You always have a choice and there is always a way out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Long live McQueen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-8595174632961575952?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.style.com/video/fashion-moments/fashion-moments/1896809784/spellbound/66153924001' title='Long Live McQueen'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8595174632961575952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-live-mcqueen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/8595174632961575952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/8595174632961575952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-live-mcqueen.html' title='Long Live McQueen'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S3ZlT6H4lGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/HZCocI3jlNw/s72-c/AlexanderMc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-6870754992762448146</id><published>2010-02-04T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:43:34.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::Part 1::.  Hand Me Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S2txpxkwk9I/AAAAAAAAACI/nEc-D_cEwMI/s1600-h/5492_118706462603_118701627603_3460118_2311591_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/S2txpxkwk9I/AAAAAAAAACI/nEc-D_cEwMI/s320/5492_118706462603_118701627603_3460118_2311591_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Fashion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my shoes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my clothes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;At what point does it become too much? It seems like the western world has become consumed with an excess amount of "stuff". At this day in age, we are so spoiled and we don't even realize it. I know I'm spoiled. Fashion is something that I love. Some could even say I'm obsessed. When I'm studying, I often catch myself day dreaming about that dress I saw online the other day. Let's get real here. I could spend a full 8 hrs browsing through different online clothing stores. I mean, if I got paid to do that, I'd be rich!!! (and then i could buy more clothes... haa haa). Sometimes I go shopping and I buy things for no reason. They get worn once or sit in my closet and never see the light of day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Through my many humbling experiences in travel, I have learned that those with the least amount of stuff are truly the most generous. Generous in every way. Generous with their hospitality, generous with their giving, generous with their time, generous with their kindness. It seems like they don't have all this stuff that clouds our vision and clutters our life. They have so little yet they have so much to offer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;When I was in Portugal a few years back, I met a man. He was old. He had wrinkles. He was poor. But he had the warmest smile. He lived in a small fishing town off the Algarve coast. As his fellow neighbors and visitors stepped off the train, he would be there to greet them and welcome them to his town as he circled around on his battered bicycle. It seemed like that was all he did all day. He welcomed me and my friend. At the time I had to pee. Really really bad. I asked him if he knew where the bathroom was. He said follow me... He rode his bike and we followed. We came up to this little shack. As he opened the door, he was gleaming with pride. "This is my home", he said with a joyful smile. It was literally a hole in the wall the size of my bathroom- and NOT my master bathroom. In it was his bed, his kitchen, his sink, which was also the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;After using his toilet slash sink, he invited us in for some tea. He told us his amazing life story as a refugee, escaping from civil war in Africa. With his broken english we laughed and joked around. He wanted us so badly to stay and watch the soccer match at a local pub. But the last train left at 9 pm and the game would only start at that time. He offered us his bed and a couple beers. He said he would sleep outside on a bench. His generous giving opened my eyes. He was willing to offer everything, for who? For strangers- yet he treated us like family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;So I wanted to create a challenge for myself and others in the name of generous giving.&amp;nbsp;The aim is to create a paradigm shift in the way we relate to "stuff". Rather than "Who I am is my clothes", we shift to "Who I am is creativity and full-self expression. The result of this is my unique style and art".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge for this project is to give up one of your FAVORITE items or outfits in your closet.&amp;nbsp;Yes yes- I know. Tears will be shed when my favorite cocktail dress and set of heels are being peeled away from my tiny little claws. But think about it... when we donate our clothes we usually give away the leftovers that nobody wants. The crap. The unwanted. The rags. What we want to create is true GENEROUS giving. Make it a "Hand Me Up" instead of a "Hand Me Down".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target donors: any shoppaholics or fashion-loving peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: Gain freedom from attachment to "stuff" and allow someone less fortunate to enjoy things they would not usually get the opportunity to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;How do you relate to stuff? What does it mean to you? Why are we so attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Stay tuned for more details...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Fashion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my creativity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my self-expression.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;I love my style.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New';"&gt;Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-6870754992762448146?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6870754992762448146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-1-hand-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/6870754992762448146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/6870754992762448146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-1-hand-me-up.html' title='.::Part 1::.  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This includes friends, family, ex boyfriends, even acquaintances. The goal is to get how I occur to them in their world. I may think that I come across a certain way, and they may think something completely different. But you don't really know until you ask. It is not about anyone being wrong or right, but simply gaining perspective on the self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Interview questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;1) What are my strengths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;2) What are my weaknesses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;3) What can you always count on me for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;4) What can you never count on me for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;5) Is there something about me that you wanted to tell me but never have? What is it? Why did you not want to tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;6) What color am I? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;7) What animal am I? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;First of all, I don't recommend doing this unless you are really open to hearing the bad news. I am doing a program called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landmarkeducation.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Landmark Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and over the course of the year I have acquired many tools that help me not hate my best friend when they tell me I can be naive and absent-minded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I loved hearing what animal people thought of me as.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: sister 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why: Peacock because I'm a show off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;*This was especially interesting to me. I may think that I am outgoing and entertaining (I am this way because when I make others laugh, it makes me happy), but to others I may come across as an attention seeker and a show-off. &amp;nbsp;This doesn't mean that they are right or wrong, its just getting their perspective of you. Chances are if my sister thinks this of me, there may very well be others that think the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: sister 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why: Magical creature because I'm crazy (I agree- but good crazy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: ex-boyfriend 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why: Zebra because I am so black/white, hot/cold, up/down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: ex-boyfriend 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why:&amp;nbsp;Bear because I am cuddly, loving and caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why:&amp;nbsp;Tropical tree top monkey because I am outgoing, enthusiastic, I'm a great listener and I am always there to help my friends when they need me by providing them a different perspective (from the Amazon tree tops!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: Daddy dearest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Animal / why:&amp;nbsp;St. Bernard dog because I am loyal and gentle (awwwwwwwww)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Weaknesses. OMG. Now see, I prepped myself so mentally well for the weaknesses I was like: "Ok, I'm ready! I got my bulletproof vest on. Lay it on me!". The funny thing was that there would never be more than one weakness that they could list. And they weren't even that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Weakness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: sister 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: non-observant because I can never find things even if it's right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: sister 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: nothing because she can't think of any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: disorganized but only referring to my messy room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: can't say no because I'm too nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-Person interviewed: ex-boyfriend 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: lack of focus because I have too many goals &amp;amp; dreams in life!! (yay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-My weakness: naive because I am too innocent and trusting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;And then it really occurred to me. I am my own worst critic! And I know a lot of you (if not most) out there are just the same. I was like: "That's it????". &amp;nbsp;I labelled myself as: critical, too blunt, too direct, perfectionist (which can be bad), too outgoing, workaholic, over-achieving academic, poor listener... the list went on and I was waiting for others to confirm this list- but they didn't. In that moment I let go of my list.&amp;nbsp;I gained freedom of judgement of myself.&amp;nbsp;I gained a new self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;How do you think you occur to others in your life? I bet it's not what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-1367692524802255672?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1367692524802255672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-animal-am-i-and-why.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/1367692524802255672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/1367692524802255672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-animal-am-i-and-why.html' title='What animal am I and why?'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SyF2T08tD3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vdjhoyc-8UM/s72-c/n116202881_32749031_3024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-6942299574946038567</id><published>2009-12-04T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:51:00.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate'/><title type='text'>The LOOOOVVVVEEEE Scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjxYBOtuqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yHqnJrvFIIo/s1600-h/2e6epud.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411340347234957986" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjxYBOtuqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yHqnJrvFIIo/s400/2e6epud.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I was having a conversation with my friend. He asked me where do we draw the line between "&lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt;" and "&lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;"; "&lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt;" and "&lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt;". In what proportions do they occur. When does &lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;turn into &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and when does &lt;i&gt;like &lt;/i&gt;turn into &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;nbsp;I had to think about this one. I don't actually&amp;nbsp;hate anyone or anything. &lt;i&gt;Hate&lt;/i&gt; is such a strong word and I leave no room for it in my vocabulary. I don't even really dislike that many things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I am currently doing my MBA and in relating this to my Managerial Economics course, when defining the probability of some occurrence, it is important to use a scale that is universal. We must use a scale that is comparable across different cultures, points of views, demographics and so on. So we use percentages from 0% to 100%. For example: I can say that I think it is 30% likely that occurrence X will happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;So where do you draw the line between &lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt;? As in, if &lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; were on one continuum, what are the proportions? After really thinking about it, I would say for me &lt;i&gt;dislike&lt;/i&gt; would make up 100% leaving 0% for &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt;. Like I said, there is no room for H-A-T-E in my vocabulary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;As for &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;, at first I said &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; was equal to 20% and &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; was equal to 80%. In the sense that 80% of the time I am expressing true love for something or someone. Within the 80% bucket, I love my mom 100%. The 20% "liking" is reserved for things that I don't LOVE but I do like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-I like tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-I like runners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-I like forks (I love spoons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-I like banjos&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;-I like soothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;But then he asked me to consider that all things come from a place of love. In the sense that there is no "like" but only "love". 100%. All things come from love, just at varying intensities. If someone holds open the door for you, this act of kindness stems from love. You may not know them, but their actions project love for another being at some level or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;So in the end, there is only love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;(I LOVE forks)x(0.20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;What is your LOOOOVVVVEEEE scale?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-6942299574946038567?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6942299574946038567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/loooovvvveeee-scale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/6942299574946038567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/6942299574946038567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/loooovvvveeee-scale.html' title='The LOOOOVVVVEEEE Scale'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjxYBOtuqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yHqnJrvFIIo/s72-c/2e6epud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8897764618730343582.post-564336577067549232</id><published>2009-12-04T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:38:52.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Peace : Presence : Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjmELuRbgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ay8UcmMxWbA/s1600-h/5449_232235510522_551620522_8332083_4492356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjmELuRbgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ay8UcmMxWbA/s400/5449_232235510522_551620522_8332083_4492356_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411327911826386434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I feel that I have grown so much in the last few years. I thought that it might be nice to document my growth and change over time. This is sort of my way of plotting my life on an X and Y axis. The function and variables that define me have become clearer- yet I know that in life I will be continuously learning and thus steepening the slopes of the tangent lines to my curve of life. I know, I am a geek. But we all are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I invite you to read my not-so-secret diary. Really I write this to provoke thought, inspire others, create relatedness. We are all linked by a common breathe. I invite you to see yourself in my writing and think about how it applies to you. Feel free to comment or share your own experiences and thoughts. Today I want to share with you a letter I wrote to a friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;It has been some time since we have spoken. I am sorry I haven't been in touch with you. Today I felt sad. Then I remembered who I am and what I stand for. Who I am in this world is undying selfelessness. So there is no need for me to feel sad for myself as it only feeds my own ego.  Now instead I feel inspired so I decided to write you as I knew you would get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Opa passed last week. He died in my arms. I held his hand and watched his soul leave his body. I am so priviledged that he chose me. In Hindu religion, they believe that if a loved one dies in your presence, their soul will come back as your child. If this is the case, I will be so honored that his legacy will continue as I will have an enlightened child with an old soul. He was a very spiritual man and I am so lucky to have been able to receive so much contribution from him over my lifetime. He devoted his life to enriching others' lives, ridding ego, creating peace, spreading positive energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ever do I feel that I was born for a big purpose. I was meant to be so much bigger than what I see myself as. Not in the sense of ego, but through devotion and giving.  I really do feel that I can make a difference in this world for humanity, for all living creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8897764618730343582-564336577067549232?l=jhalabeans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/feeds/564336577067549232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/peace-presence-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/564336577067549232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8897764618730343582/posts/default/564336577067549232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhalabeans.blogspot.com/2009/12/peace-presence-love.html' title='Peace : Presence : Love'/><author><name>Jhala Beans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18278115345135414200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SmvClMQwl8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tGXM-gXLfek/S220/006_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RIgz42xVrh0/SxjmELuRbgI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ay8UcmMxWbA/s72-c/5449_232235510522_551620522_8332083_4492356_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
