tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35638245179797878792012-02-16T12:49:32.255-08:00Ann Hawkinshttps://profiles.google.com/107756334150562048471noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563824517979787879.post-18418229148213983062011-04-01T07:04:00.000-07:002011-04-01T17:22:29.432-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmOEft6PBD4/TZXg2wb820I/AAAAAAAABf4/kNIn17H_6a0/s1600/MPj04010660000%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QmOEft6PBD4/TZXg2wb820I/AAAAAAAABf4/kNIn17H_6a0/s320/MPj04010660000%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11.0pt; margin: 0in;">"A journal is a room of one's own, that private, quiet place we must have if we are to survive and grow.&nbsp; I do not invite guests into my journal, so I do not have to keep it neat and orderly and clean. I throw anything in it, in any form, never knowing what may turn out to be valuable. My journal is my place to let go of formal constraints, to be crazy and creative, to take off my masks, to be me, to find me." G. Lynn Nelson</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563824517979787879-1841822914821398306?l=the-journal-workshop.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ann Hawkinshttps://profiles.google.com/107756334150562048471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563824517979787879.post-74343154920080460832011-03-31T07:05:00.000-07:002011-04-01T17:23:30.431-07:00<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person is not to be found anywhere. You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserves your love and affection. </i></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">-- The Buddha</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563824517979787879-7434315492008046083?l=the-journal-workshop.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ann Hawkinshttps://profiles.google.com/107756334150562048471noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3563824517979787879.post-63943524074596824422011-02-21T12:38:00.001-08:002011-02-21T12:38:07.558-08:00<span xmlns=''><p><strong>Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj :</strong> Once you realize that the road is the goal and that you are always on the road, not to reach a goal, but to enjoy its beauty and its wisdom, life ceases to be a task and becomes natural and simple, in itself an ecstasy. <br /></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3563824517979787879-6394352407459682442?l=the-journal-workshop.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ann Hawkinshttps://profiles.google.com/107756334150562048471noreply@blogger.com1