tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17364912427813861422024-03-13T23:50:39.231-07:00living-momentsin betweenBarbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329470472695081897noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736491242781386142.post-79593040693790562272010-05-27T15:25:00.000-07:002010-05-27T15:35:27.540-07:00Far Away Feeling Sorry<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWF3fZayLx1fgAbj_-ta_G0n67OSzto1eBgIfj3LB2DiyDrpSP7ACIQ6BTYSDtx940rxIBCLyZMzlJg4baqLAO7prIv58CmiXFCAlbGyNzKzcN83yAF0aBBTV8IH8aFqbnu2_LEDHNxXUB/s1600/MopedBarb.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476081168662047026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWF3fZayLx1fgAbj_-ta_G0n67OSzto1eBgIfj3LB2DiyDrpSP7ACIQ6BTYSDtx940rxIBCLyZMzlJg4baqLAO7prIv58CmiXFCAlbGyNzKzcN83yAF0aBBTV8IH8aFqbnu2_LEDHNxXUB/s400/MopedBarb.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I would like to participate so much more, but can't - too much is going on, I have a very hard time organizing my priorities.</div><br /><div>It leaves a heavy feeling in me not to be able to contribute the amount and the quality I want. It makes a difference being only responsible for myself or feeling that I have to respond to you...</div>Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329470472695081897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736491242781386142.post-17676006352140124822010-05-16T01:25:00.000-07:002010-05-16T01:31:11.125-07:00Into a New World<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuOImaE5TWY0mZzWTXrsHU_jik4P6I0ts0l5PKGC4TW1493-G7mYpUeaMqLrLfTEDcBeMNgmmwk4CAHeoi03oB1q5FZ1Nhx36gPas-V84KVetjyMB8FzflB-jE70WIgDrPRsd01SDXYn2L/s1600/up+the+stairs.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471782003014799890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuOImaE5TWY0mZzWTXrsHU_jik4P6I0ts0l5PKGC4TW1493-G7mYpUeaMqLrLfTEDcBeMNgmmwk4CAHeoi03oB1q5FZ1Nhx36gPas-V84KVetjyMB8FzflB-jE70WIgDrPRsd01SDXYn2L/s400/up+the+stairs.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Learning myself into a new world</div><div>It is hard sometimes<br />There seems to be no end</div><div>Challenged</div><div>The breakthrough seems so far</div><div> </div><div>The higher I get the more I see</div><div>My world is different now</div><div> </div>Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329470472695081897noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736491242781386142.post-11833393364944587712010-05-08T09:20:00.000-07:002010-05-08T09:35:55.667-07:00blurred IMAGEs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv9Iblx5vYdwR0nGVmTWT2DL5sP7qgAskDhmSGlFXEFAR1ZbRGiOwWgv4IA9I0Va260OIH-q1G46DUSrjF1KXHg8XWn09LyQp3LCjso0mh6OIfNsd03U5eR8-4yyfr9ebaC-UyajeF0kJ9/s1600/Blog+Barb.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468938131270567666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv9Iblx5vYdwR0nGVmTWT2DL5sP7qgAskDhmSGlFXEFAR1ZbRGiOwWgv4IA9I0Va260OIH-q1G46DUSrjF1KXHg8XWn09LyQp3LCjso0mh6OIfNsd03U5eR8-4yyfr9ebaC-UyajeF0kJ9/s400/Blog+Barb.jpg" /></a>daring to look deep down <div>vague ideas of what awaits me there</div><div>unclear, unfinished, constantly moving</div><div><div>nothing is set, flowing in space and time</div><div>fear of the unknown, the unchangeable</div>yet room for creativity, development, growth</div><div>curiosity, excitement, courage, humility</div><div>a fuzzy image is there - i can't get a hold of it</div><div>searching for the unkown to find peace</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329470472695081897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736491242781386142.post-68500660969200993292010-05-03T22:04:00.000-07:002010-05-03T22:24:04.145-07:00bloGGing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWcpgXxbT5nVmWssPGLyAS5iltnrUIkB2iUB1zOrBbCDe0X0-I4JsE0mRbpeYDtq74aFK8eaAGmFS8By-xFywS2amIDd8SLm20RkNJxJF1WeAzwENNz1oMaKpxFnPjiM6QOkAe8Dd4pDa/s1600/CIMG7743.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467277827509042434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWcpgXxbT5nVmWssPGLyAS5iltnrUIkB2iUB1zOrBbCDe0X0-I4JsE0mRbpeYDtq74aFK8eaAGmFS8By-xFywS2amIDd8SLm20RkNJxJF1WeAzwENNz1oMaKpxFnPjiM6QOkAe8Dd4pDa/s400/CIMG7743.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Starting A blog. Sharing. </div><div>Living moments. Struggling to hold time. Fast forward, too fast. Losing and gaining my 2 worlds. </div><div>Living Being Meaning.</div>Barbarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329470472695081897noreply@blogger.com1