<?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-8834079569793731271</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:15:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slice of Happiness</title><subtitle type='html'>Maximizing confidence of dynamic, independent people - one thought at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-4875409888780798999</id><published>2008-09-07T16:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:32:55.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun, Fun, Fun!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Imagine that it's a Thursday night.  You know you've worked really hard all week, and are going to slog it through one last workday before you come home exhausted on Friday night - maybe just looking forward to that new release DVD and your soft bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, come Saturday, we all do laundry, catch up on the (depressing) news, pay our bills, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ponder our personal finances, and wonder with friends over a morning coffee whether we're doing the right thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why we don't feel like we deserve to prioritize having fun.  When we were kids, surely our entire lives were filled with mischievous plans to soak our neighbor with water balloons, or to make sure our parents arranged a play date so we could play tag or have a tea party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did we get so . . . serious??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have to deal with the real life business of getting older and becoming responsible, surely we need to balance life out with a few laughs and moments of freedom - if only to keep our sanity!!  It helps us manage our inevitable stress, and besides, we deserve it.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rejuvenates you?  What makes you feel free again?  What do you do to have fun - true, unabashed, laugh-out-loud fun?  And how can you make that a regular occurrence in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** For an easy list of suggestions on ways to add fun to your life, ask to be added to our monthly newsletter!  Email: sara@azrelationships.com **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one."   ~ Dr. Seuss&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/8834079569793731271-4875409888780798999?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/4875409888780798999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=4875409888780798999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4875409888780798999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4875409888780798999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun, Fun, Fun!!'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-4852600934624728666</id><published>2008-02-24T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:57:34.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindset Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here we are, a year after "The Secret" took our world by storm and we all decided that just dreaming about that fabulous Ferrari wasn't going to deliver it to our driveways.  And the authorities agree, living our ideal life is not just about thinking and wishing and dreaming.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the truth is, mindset affects our reality quite a bit.  There are plenty of happy children in poor countries, creating games out of the lone plastic bag they found on the street.  On the other side, there are plenty of miserable people who on the surface have it all - witness Britney Spears.  So let's say we agree that our happiness is not just about the external circumstances, but also about our internal attitude.  Where's the proof that our mindset matters?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one scientific experiment.  Women who were informed that the work they did (cleaning hotel rooms) is good exercise and satisfies the Surgeon General's recommendations for an active lifestyle not only perceived themselves to be getting significantly more exercise than before, but also showed a decrease in weight, blood pressure, body fat, waist-to-hip ratio, and BMI - all in four weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here's another.  A study showed that pregnant women who were given sugar pills (placebos) and told that these "drugs" were meant to help cure morning sickness actually got better.  Even more amazingly, women who were given (mild) doses of a drug that induces vomiting actually got BETTER when they were taking drugs that should have made them sicker.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, these are honest to goodness scientific experiments.  Perhaps the mind truly does have amazing power over the body, and perception is the key.  Perhaps beliefs can be self-fulfilling prophecies.  So how does this apply to you?  Where in your life (work, relationships, exercise, fun) can you use the power of your mind and actively use it to your advantage?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; "If you think you can, or if you think you can't, you're right." - Henry Ford&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/8834079569793731271-4852600934624728666?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/4852600934624728666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=4852600934624728666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4852600934624728666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4852600934624728666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2008/02/mindset-matters.html' title='Mindset Matters'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-6303327488138435403</id><published>2008-02-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:10:51.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here we are, constantly trying to learn more, add more, cram in that one research report on the train home to get smarter and push out that one extra assignment to feel more accomplished – juggling a billion roles and rarely feeling like we get anything done totally well.  This is why it got my attention when I recently heard from a working mother who said she managed to feel good every day about her accomplishments. She had decided that if she could only make sure that the kitchen was sparkling clean before she went to sleep, so her husband had a clean place to make the family coffee in the morning – no matter how messy the rest of the house was with children’s toys or paperwork – then she had permission to relax and feel that she did her job well.  That simplification, the idea that finishing just one or two things completely &amp;amp; well by the end of each day means success, was really interesting.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when we don’t allow ourselves to slow down, to simplify, to make time to process our day?  Time to sit back and let all those thoughts marinate?  We feel rushed, pushed, exhausted and unable to be creative.  Overloading ourselves is like dumping tons of information into a vat and wondering why the plastic cracked; taking time out gives us the opportunity to use that same information to change the shape and fabric of the vessel.  Without giving ourselves that time, that moment of silence, we do not change and despite all the effort, it’s likely that our performance won’t improve.  In fact, there is a study that shows that rats who went through a complicated maze did no better if they were thrown into it immediately afterwards; those that stood still for a moment after they emerged, however, did significantly better the subsequent times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the same way, those of us running the rat race might really benefit from carving out just one moment a day when we take a step back, pause, and do nothing.  Even for a minute.  What time of day would work best for you? What would you do during that minute?  What would it take for you to make this a habit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt; “The soul grows by subtraction, not addition.”  - Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8834079569793731271-6303327488138435403?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/6303327488138435403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=6303327488138435403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6303327488138435403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6303327488138435403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2008/02/simple-silence.html' title='Simple Silence'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-6276194821521569822</id><published>2008-01-25T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:55:01.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weathering the Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here we are in the midst of the winter blues.  For most of the country, the weather has been unpleasant -- rainy, cloudy, snowy, cold, and more than anything, unpredictable.  Leaving the debate between global warming or natural cycles aside, for the majority of people who sit in an office or classroom during the week, it can be frustrating when the weekend weather doesn't live up to expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it, you are feeling grumpy and are dragging through the week, lacking the energy to perform your every day activities.  According to one local expert, this country is becoming one whose people are Vitamin D deficient -- which can lead to chronic diseases like high blood pressure, cancer, pain, periodontal issues, osteoporosis, and Seasonal Affective Disorder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do to take better care of yourself this season?  The medical authorities say that 10~15min of sunshine three times a week, without sunscreen, is all you need for adequate Vitamin D production, so seize those rare moments of clear skies!  Give yourself permission to take a walk around the building over your lunch break when it's sunny.  If nothing else, getting the blood pumping may be enough to offset the sluggishness you feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you, like many of those in Arizona, always wear sunscreen that blocks out UVB rays, consider getting Vitamin D from sources like fatty fish (salmon, tuna, eel), mushrooms, or a whole egg, or supplements like fish liver oils.  In the US &amp;amp; Canada, foods like milk and yogurt are fortified with Vitamin D as well, so consider increasing your intake of these foods during the winter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, make that effort to smile at a stranger or friend!  Being grateful for what we do have and showing our appreciation may be the easiest way to fight the blues.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt; "Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves."  - James Matthew Barrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8834079569793731271-6276194821521569822?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/6276194821521569822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=6276194821521569822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6276194821521569822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6276194821521569822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2008/01/weathering-weather.html' title='Weathering the Weather'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-8867915778266717787</id><published>2007-12-28T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:22:14.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose your 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the eve of 2008, I thought it would only be appropriate to take a step back, reflect on the highlights of this past year -- big and small triumphs -- and choose one thing to focus on being next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the keys to setting sustainable goals is to view them as being part of our selves, the BEING, instead of assigning them an external role, the DOING.  Here's an example.  Say I am graduating from medical school and I set a goal of being the best doctor out there (read: my goal is to DO the role of the doctor to perfection).  What if something happens that makes it impossible for me to be a doctor?  All hope for my future will be crushed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, let's say that I decide upon my graduation to set my focus on helping to heal people.  If something gets in the way of my being a doctor, I could still consider being an acupuncturist, a counselor, a volunteer at a center for troubled youth.  There are many different ways of externally manifesting that internal attitude of healing -- and I have just set myself an achievable, fulfilling goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a while to think about how you truly want to BE.  Keep it simple, and choose to embrace that internal attitude each day when you wake up.  As you do this, the attitude becomes part of your being.  If you choose to make 2008 the year of joy, start by smiling.  Each day, remind yourself to smile at a stranger.  Sooner or later, it'll become a habit and you're going to be joyful and spreading joy without realizing it.  Or, if you choose to make 2008 the year of action, start saying yes.  Try something new once a week -- that new restaurant, that coffee date with the neighbor, that job interview.  You might be surprised with how quickly you break out of your status quo, and how fresh life feels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Claim 2008.  Choose to have your best New Year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt; “If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.” – Larry McMurtry&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/8834079569793731271-8867915778266717787?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/8867915778266717787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=8867915778266717787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/8867915778266717787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/8867915778266717787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-eve-of-2008-i-thought-it-would-only.html' title='Choose your 2008'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-6149114044396348938</id><published>2007-12-20T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:11:51.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Kind of Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or just enjoy the company of your family &amp;amp; friends during the last month of the year, the idea of gift-giving isn't far from our minds during December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US National Retail Federation is expecting overall holiday shopping to top $470 billion in 2007 (or, $815 per consumer), an increase of 4% over 2006 despite rising gas prices and mortgage issues.  At least $30bn of that spending is expected from online shopping; according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://shop.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Shop.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, 72 million Americans plan to shop via the computer this year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What struck me was that while we're buying "stuff" to show people we care, in our increasingly busy world, maybe we're also making up for all the other times we haven't been there for them throughout the year.  In addition, while I hate pushing through crowds in the mall, I realized I was isolating myself by shopping online, missing out on smiling at fellow shoppers and seeing joyful kids sitting on Santa's lap at the mall.  No wonder the holidays have felt less pure as I've gotten older.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get some of that magical sparkle back into my December so I brainstormed ways to show I care without maxing out the plastic.  Looking back, I know I was touched when that super busy friend made time for a relaxed 1x1 dinner date.  I loved the home-made chocolate chip cookies we got from our neighbor.  I even enjoyed the old-fashioned hour-long phone call with my mother, when she listened to all of my latest updates.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the not-so-secret I discovered: In this month of consumption and endless parties, some of the best memories I have, and the best gifts I have received, are actually the connection I have felt from someones time &amp;amp; attention.  How can you show someone you care this season? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt;" The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention."  - Richard Moss &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/8834079569793731271-6149114044396348938?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/6149114044396348938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=6149114044396348938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6149114044396348938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/6149114044396348938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/12/different-type-of-gift.html' title='A Different Kind of Gift'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-26687827111177433</id><published>2007-12-13T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T11:48:53.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So here we are, rapidly approaching the US shipping deadlines for the holiday season, juggling the calendar to fit in holiday parties, gift shopping, card writing, and vacation planning.  Have you ever stopped to figure out why, despite the exhaustion, December's schedule is still usually so much more pleasant than the same stressful busy-ness of the rest of the year?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One major reason is that we are not following arbitrary guidelines that we think others have set for us -- that guilt that leads us to do things because we think we must, should, ought to, and have to.  Instead, the holidays bring on a sense of cheer and warmth and festivity, and WE CHOOSE what to do to embody that spirit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You normally feel awful if you don't respond to emails in 5 minutes, but this month you stretch that to 24 hours because you're writing cards &amp;amp; sending letters to keep up with friends the old fashioned way.  You don't feel guilty about spending money on gifts for your family and close friends, because you are excited to show them your thoughtfulness.  You go for that extra cup of calorie-stuffed egg nog, because you are celebrating with friends.  There's no law saying you must or mustn't do any of this, and you're freely following your own choices!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would it feel to remove the word "guilt" from your motivational lexicon not just during the holidays, but through the rest of the year?  How about saying yes to the things that you want to do, and then be comfortable saying no to the other things that don't fit into your absolute yes list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy shopping, and happy shipping.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt; “Guilt is the price we pay willingly for doing what we are going to do anyway.” -- Isabelle Holland&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/8834079569793731271-26687827111177433?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/26687827111177433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=26687827111177433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/26687827111177433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/26687827111177433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/12/guilt-free.html' title='Guilt Free'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-2363294629453517223</id><published>2007-11-27T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:10:12.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Imagine someone told you that there was one thing you could do every day that would decrease stress, make you look younger, lower your risk of heart disease, lower your blood pressure, increase lung capacity, reduce pain levels, and help you connect with people around you - all without taking a single pill.  Would you do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing thing is, it's something we all used to do a lot when we were children.  In fact, studies show that children do this 10 times more frequently than adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did we start taking ourselves so seriously that we forgot to laugh?!  It's a great feeling, finding yourself laughing so hard that you're wiping tears away, gasping for breath as you nearly fall out of your chair.  Think of all the oxygen you take into your cells when you laugh like that, breathing from your stomach.  It all goes to help your energy and vitality.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't sit next to a stand-up comedian at work, how do you start getting into the habit of laughter?  Start smiling, spend time with children/funny people, and develop your own sense of humor.  Consider sharing your embarrassing moments with others; you'll take yourself less seriously.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt; " I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose."  - Woody Allen &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/8834079569793731271-2363294629453517223?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/2363294629453517223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=2363294629453517223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/2363294629453517223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/2363294629453517223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-4920454777392028253</id><published>2007-11-27T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:25:02.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Parents Get Grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered, "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes", whispered the small voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I talk with him?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," came the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May I talk with her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again the small voice whispered, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child.  "Is there any one there besides you?" the boss asked the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," whispered the child, "A policeman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked "May i speak with the policeman?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, he's busy," whispered the child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Busy doing what?" asked the boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that noise?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A hello-copper," answered the whispering voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is going on there?" asked the boss, now alarmed. In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarmed, concerned, and more than just a little frustrated, the boss asked, "Why are they there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They're looking for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=19990609"&gt;Good Clean Funnies List&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/8834079569793731271-4920454777392028253?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/4920454777392028253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=4920454777392028253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4920454777392028253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/4920454777392028253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-parents-get-grey-httpgcfl.html' title='Why Parents Get Grey'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-5523020387252203397</id><published>2007-11-21T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:10:58.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intentions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As we head into the holidays, setting your intentions might help you get over the frustration of the lines and traffic and congestion.  A fairly grounded friend told me about a conference which opened by having the audience members turn to a stranger, hold their eyes for three minutes, and say - out loud - "we have both experienced love, we have both experienced pain, we have both experienced joy, we have both experienced frustration..."  As goofy as it sounds, hearing the similarities of the human experience gave my friend a tremendous sense of compassion for her partner - so much so that after the three minutes, they hugged, no longer complete strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Compassion is just one type of intention, one of the many "tinted glasses" through which to view the world.  Love, peace, appreciation, gratefulness...  How do you want to approach this season, and how will you show it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's an example.  When the haggard mom drags her screaming toddler onto the airplane - and we've all been there, rolling our eyes, hoping they don't sit near us - you might use your compassion to realize that the mother is feeling mortified and helpless, knowing how disruptive her family is to the other passengers.  Maybe you give the mother a kind smile, or offer some candy to calm the toddler down, or lend her your magazine when the kid falls asleep.  If you were that mother, surely kind actions from a stranger like this would be a story you'd remember for years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt;“Be the change you wish to see in the world.” - Mahatma Gandhi&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/8834079569793731271-5523020387252203397?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/5523020387252203397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=5523020387252203397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5523020387252203397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5523020387252203397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/compassionate-intentions.html' title='Intentions'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-1564207311122863707</id><published>2007-11-15T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:11:17.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Counter-Culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just read a fascinating article on energy management in the Harvard Business Review, discussing a program researchers conducted at Wachovia Bank in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies run on “ultradian rhythm,” basically a 90 to 120 minute cycle where we move from high energy to low energy.  Signals of the low state include yawning, hunger, and difficulty concentrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ignore these low points and keep pushing through instead of stopping to recharge, you draw down your energy reserves and often feel exhausted by the end of the day.  How many of us have been there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the program showed that if you set up a ritual that fully disengages you – even for a few minutes – from the task you were working on, you end up with higher, more sustainable performance &amp;amp; productivity.  You might even find a creative solution to the problem you were grappling with.  Breaks include taking a walk around the building, laughing with a colleague, or holing up in a conference room to listen to your theme song on your iPod.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps taking breaks is against your corporate culture, but given the success of this program, maybe, just maybe, it’s worth experimenting with yourself.  You may end up being positively surprised! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt;“If you never budge, don’t expect a push.” –Malcolm S Forbes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8834079569793731271-1564207311122863707?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/1564207311122863707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=1564207311122863707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/1564207311122863707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/1564207311122863707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/corporate-counter-culture.html' title='Corporate Counter-Culture'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-492118188206284767</id><published>2007-11-09T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:11:29.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ripple Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Have you ever noticed how aggressive you feel after someone cuts you off, tailgates you, or nearly crashes into you when they forget to obey the yield sign?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your defenses go up, your heart is racing, and you’re probably going to lean on the horn when the next driver even comes close.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ripple effect has been set in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;However, how quickly does your mood settle back into compassion if that other driver gives you a wave of apology, recognizing their mistake?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you’re like most, it probably settles you right down and nips the ripple in the bud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If little acts like a wave can offset the aggression of self-defense, how much more uplifting would a kind word or deed be on its own?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how comfortable you would be walking into the elevator if the person inside acknowledged you and said “good morning.”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or consider the pleasant surprise for the person driving through a toll booth behind one of my college roommates, who throws in enough change to cover both cars.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You might even see the odd New Yorker sprinting toward the subway doors, only to step aside and wait for the older lady behind her with an "after you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine that if I were on the receiving end of these acts, I’d be more likely to be in a positive mindset and, in turn, do a kind deed for someone else. What will you do to set the ripples in motion today?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt; “Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.” – Mother Theresa&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/8834079569793731271-492118188206284767?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/492118188206284767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=492118188206284767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/492118188206284767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/492118188206284767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/ripple-effect_09.html' title='The Ripple Effect'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-5645805417005830939</id><published>2007-11-01T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:11:40.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pop Quiz: Of all the news items you’ve read in the last 24 hours, how many specific details can you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just read an interesting article that said that an increasingly large number of people do not read -- or more importantly, engage themselves with -- the news.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Among teens, 60 percent paid minimal or no attention to news; for adults 30 or younger, the figure was 48 percent, and for older adults 23 percent.  (Harvard Magazine) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While I'm not suggesting that we have to be up-to-date on current events to lead a happy, fulfilled life, there's something to be said about being engaged in the world around us.  Thinking requires time and effort, but if we don’t learn from what’s happening now, how can we plan for a better future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We've all been there, quoting that one headline so that it sounds like we have our finger on the pulse.  On the other hand, we’ve also had conversations with someone who articulates the details and perspectives in a given article.  What better way to learn than to engage in dialogue about a subject, the same way I've shared the above article with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If learning is important to you, please consider the following:  In the next article you read, what detail stands out?  What questions does that detail trigger?  When will you engage someone in a deep, if brief, conversation to get another perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This investment of a few minutes a day can help us to stay informed and better armed to shape our own futures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt; "Thinking is the hardest work there is, which is probably the reason why so few people engage in it."  - Henry Ford &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/8834079569793731271-5645805417005830939?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/5645805417005830939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=5645805417005830939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5645805417005830939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5645805417005830939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/11/engaging.html' title='Engaging'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-5763154853340873366</id><published>2007-10-25T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:11:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Imagine the following scenarios:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get a phenomenal promotion at work.  You give your boss a cool thanks.  You go home and during the course of regular conversation with your parents/significant other/friend, you just casually mention it, to keep them updated.  You go to sleep and get up for work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get a phenomenal promotion at work.  You give your boss a huge smile and a strong handshake.  You go home and as soon as you walk in the door you make a HUGE fist pump, shout “yeah!!” and call your parents/significant other/friend to share your excitement.  You make time for a little celebration, go to sleep, and get up for work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which way do you feel that you’ve achieved more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder why we often brush our emotions under the carpet.  Maybe we're too busy to take that extra moment.  Maybe we think that showing emotions is a sign of weakness.  On the other hand, how much strength and integrity does it take to live true to your self?  Doesn’t it take courage to mourn your losses, and confidence to celebrate your achievements?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me that having a cathartic cry or a good old belly laugh connects you with the joys and sorrows that life has to bring.  What a great way to reinforce how strong and alive you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you find to celebrate this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/span&gt;  “Those who don’t know how to weep with their whole heart, don’t know how to laugh either.” – Golda Meir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8834079569793731271-5763154853340873366?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/5763154853340873366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=5763154853340873366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5763154853340873366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5763154853340873366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/10/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-799598956183610931</id><published>2007-10-17T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:12:02.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Several of my clients noticed this week that they were fixated on the negatives in life, and that it was dragging their energy down.  Seems only natural – most of us are running around putting fires out at work, only to rush home and try to manage things there as well.  We’re constantly trying to fix situations and make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, though, supposes that things aren’t okay the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we were to flip that notion on its head, and spend one moment a day thinking about the things that ARE okay – even awesome - the way they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiment with me for the next week.  Designate one particular time each day (say, when you’re brushing your teeth) to think about three things that day that you are thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it'll be good practice for Thanksgiving, so I’m excited to see if I can keep this up.  For today, I’m thankful that I had some money to deposit in the bank, that I had a fun and productive meeting with a usually tough homeowners association, and that I went shopping and found blueberries that weren’t covered in mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only I could do something about that guy who cut me off on the way to the shop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the Week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; “Things turn out best for people who make the best of the way things turn out.” - John Wooden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8834079569793731271-799598956183610931?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/799598956183610931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=799598956183610931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/799598956183610931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/799598956183610931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/10/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-5351248948748477702</id><published>2007-10-10T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:12:13.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As people grow, satisfaction with friendships and support networks can shift.  For some, the person who used to be their favorite partying buddy is now a drain on their wallet.  For others, the person who used to be their confidante at a previous job no longer “gets them.”  It can be difficult to cut out unhealthy relationships, and it’s possible to lose sight of the support network you DO have set up around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of my favorite books (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take Time for Your Life, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;by Cheryl Richardson) has an interesting exercise.  The author asks you to take inventory of the people who are alrea&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dy a part of your life.  If you are interested, I invite you to whip out a piece of paper and list individuals&lt;/span&gt; who apply to each category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My family, or chosen family consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Children I love to spend time with include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Close friends with whom I can share my heart and soul are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My spiritual community consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My professional community includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Acquaintances include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When you take a step back and look at these lists, what jumps out at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;D&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; you have an abundance of names in one area but not in another?  Are there relationships you’d like to have more of?  Is there someone you want to bring back into your life?  Is there anybody you should remove from the list?  Are there people on your list with whom you’d like to connect more deeply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was a helpful exercise for me when we first moved to Phoenix.  My husband and I did not know a single person here, and I was feeling lonely – like the move had taken me away from a huge network of close friends.  When I did this exercise, I was surprised to find that I actually only had a handful of friends that I wanted to bare my soul to.  What I did have was a huge network of acquaintances, some who also stimulated me in areas like my new profession and spirituality.  These people were part of a well-rounded virtual community, and I was most definitely not alone.  I suddenly appreciated all of the people I was keeping in touch with, and realized that what I was missing was a community to share activities with.  Now, my neighbor and I go hiking every Saturday morning, I’ve found a great yoga class in the area, and we’ve found another couple to hit the local restaurants with.  Without this, I might have gone on feeling like the move had cost me my closest friends!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quote of the Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  “Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything at all.”  - Muhammad Ali&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/8834079569793731271-5351248948748477702?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/5351248948748477702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=5351248948748477702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5351248948748477702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5351248948748477702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/10/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8834079569793731271.post-5070823746254586817</id><published>2007-10-02T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T16:12:24.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My husband is training for the Phoenix marathon, something I would never in a million years do myself.  In the spirit of pom-pom wielding cheerleader, I looked into what I could do to support him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In my searches, I came across a tremendously inspiring father-son duo, Team Hoyt.  Together, Dick and Rick have completed 216 triathalons, 65 marathons, 81 half marathons, and biked and run across the US in 45 consecutive days -- all with exceptional personal best times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These numbers are all the more amazing when you consider that Rick can’t walk or talk.  Using his interactive computer, Rick once asked his father if they could enter a five mile benefit run for a paralyzed sports player.  Afterwards, Rick told his father he didn’t feel handicapped when they were competing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To help Rick continue his athletic achievements, Dick Hoyt has dedicated himself to pushing and pulling his son across hundreds of finish lines.  In return, Rick’s humor, love of sports and competition keeps his father going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We all need a community of people to help us reach our goals.  More often than not, the support goes both ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out this inspiring 4-minute video, see past the religious music, and try not to cry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gm7XwtIJdM%3Cbr%3E%3Cbr%3EThen"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gm7XwtIJdM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then think about the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*  In what ways do others support and inspire you in reaching your goals? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*  What are you doing right now to support someone else?&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/8834079569793731271-5070823746254586817?l=azrelationships.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/feeds/5070823746254586817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8834079569793731271&amp;postID=5070823746254586817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5070823746254586817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8834079569793731271/posts/default/5070823746254586817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrelationships.blogspot.com/2007/10/support.html' title='Support'/><author><name>Sara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
