<?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-2128043119758539910</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:40:02.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Life Design</title><subtitle type='html'>Design a life you love to live.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-3537531184440662828</id><published>2009-12-19T11:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:07:08.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Moved!</title><summary type='text'>The Project Life Design Blog has moved. You can find this blog now at Wordpress. A link is also available on my website. Just go to projectlifedesign.com and hit the link for "Blog."  Can't wait to see you there!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3537531184440662828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/12/weve-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3537531184440662828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3537531184440662828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/12/weve-moved.html' title='We&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-4105200562657499282</id><published>2009-12-03T16:27:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:46:43.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MST 3: The Illusion of Easy</title><summary type='text'>"Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work."- Thomas A. EdisonRecently, I had some great news because I met a big goal of mine and I called up one of my good friends from college with whom I like to share these kinds of things. "Are you good at EVERYTHING?" she asked, laughing. "I mean, isn't anything hard for you to accomplish?"Her comment seemed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/4105200562657499282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/12/mst-3-illusion-of-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4105200562657499282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4105200562657499282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/12/mst-3-illusion-of-easy.html' title='MST 3: The Illusion of Easy'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SxhJAJhu4PI/AAAAAAAAAR8/9vW_GAe9Hb4/s72-c/bug_miracle_plan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-6125900772379332219</id><published>2009-11-23T16:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:18:00.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MST 2: Attracting Negativity</title><summary type='text'> Oh Law of Attraction, how you’ve confused people! In fact, I could write a book on all of the misunderstandings I’ve heard over the past year about the Law of Attraction but as soon as The Secret was, um, no longer a secret, I’ve seen at least half a dozen books appear on just this. Titles like The Real Law of Attraction, The Practical Law of Attraction, The Down-to-Earth Guide to the Law of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/6125900772379332219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/11/mst-2-attracting-negativity.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6125900772379332219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6125900772379332219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/11/mst-2-attracting-negativity.html' title='MST 2: Attracting Negativity'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SwsIBfPbtWI/AAAAAAAAARE/iGPTwlAsEbY/s72-c/happiness-sign-revised.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-4881455332570323689</id><published>2009-11-04T17:29:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:59:10.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*MST: Somehow, I created this (or the problem with karma)</title><summary type='text'>The process of creating is pretty amazing. Hasn't humankind forever been enticed by the idea of creators and creations? A newer concept that's gained some popularity-that we are actually the creators (as in, we are all creating our own realities and we create what happens to us)-is an interesting concept.From personal experience I really do believe that our thoughts help shape our realities. I've</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/4881455332570323689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/11/mst-somehow-i-created-this-or-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4881455332570323689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4881455332570323689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/11/mst-somehow-i-created-this-or-problem.html' title='*MST: Somehow, I created this (or the problem with karma)'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SvNXfFL6ovI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ZX3iS1QGcvg/s72-c/aurora.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-3333929956290986056</id><published>2009-10-21T14:39:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:24:01.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Misusing Spiritual Truths-The BIG Picture</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been attracting some pretty spiritually savvy individuals into my coaching clientele. They come with lofty goals and quite a bit of spiritual knowledge, armed with words like choose, create, and manifest. They are aware of their chakras and their intentions; they are familiar with the Law of Attraction and the Law of Karma. They can sense the energy of others and are cognizant of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3333929956290986056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/misusing-spiritual-truths-big-picture.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3333929956290986056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3333929956290986056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/misusing-spiritual-truths-big-picture.html' title='Misusing Spiritual Truths-The BIG Picture'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/St9bzrPCbKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kyc1eEfi4-w/s72-c/charkras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-2985955793936751285</id><published>2009-10-12T10:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:23:50.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To thine own self, be true.</title><summary type='text'>The road to freedom is not through feeling good; it is through feeling true to yourself.-Deepak ChopraThere is a common belief that I keep coming across whenever I'm talking with someone who is actively working to better his or her life. Although each individual has his/her own ways of expressing this, in its simplist form it goes something like this: Being Happy is Good. Being anything other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/2985955793936751285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-thine-own-self-be-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2985955793936751285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2985955793936751285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-thine-own-self-be-true.html' title='To thine own self, be true.'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/StNiGMKmU_I/AAAAAAAAAOk/T88y_89ckzg/s72-c/woman_holding_fake_smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-6498733486085640926</id><published>2009-10-01T14:10:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:34:13.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when you change the rules...</title><summary type='text'>Not so long ago (although it feels like a lifetime ago), I was a middle school teacher. My last gig was in a poorly-run school that couldn't seem to retain either its teachers or its administration, which led to a lot of confusion and disorganization. But when the rules started changing, that's when things got really bad.At the beginning of the school year, the kids were told they could wear hats</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/6498733486085640926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-happens-when-you-change-rules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6498733486085640926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6498733486085640926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-happens-when-you-change-rules.html' title='What happens when you change the rules...'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SsZcPqp-IoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/xOY2FOYUtUA/s72-c/quitpullingthefirealarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-338264343668826656</id><published>2009-09-23T10:34:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:40:08.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Essential Rituals</title><summary type='text'>India is a country that is abundant with rituals. It seemed to me (the outsider that I was) that everything had some kind of ritual, or, at the very least, a certain way that it was to be done. When I was studying Eastern culture many years ago and read about all of these rituals, I thought they must feel suffocating and stifling to those who were subjected to them. As someone who loves her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/338264343668826656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/creating-essential-rituals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/338264343668826656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/338264343668826656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/creating-essential-rituals.html' title='Creating Essential Rituals'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SrpvLSuENVI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ibtB9WFKw0U/s72-c/om_black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1821785692286463085</id><published>2009-09-14T09:42:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:47:03.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are suffering, question the story</title><summary type='text'>I've studied The Work of Byron Katie for several years now. Even though I have watched so much of my own suffering dissolved by asking her four, simple questions, and even though I've watched client after client use The Work to transform their own thinking, I continue to be surprised by how much attaching to my thoughts and stories creates my own pain. As Katie likes to say, "No one can hurt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1821785692286463085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-are-suffering-question-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1821785692286463085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1821785692286463085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-are-suffering-question-story.html' title='If you are suffering, question the story'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/Sq5MtDj8x6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/FaFG1iT07dk/s72-c/yellow_om.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-3366935406942762547</id><published>2009-09-09T11:09:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:11:40.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Clarity is so scary...and how to get past your fear</title><summary type='text'>Shirodhara is an ancient India ayurvedic treatment in which hot, herbal oil is poured on one's forehead to calm one's thoughts and bring one clarity. After our wedding, G. and decided to spend a few days at a holistic ayurvedic resort outside of Hyderabad. When I saw that the spa offered authentic Shirodhara (something one rarely finds in the states), I was ecstatic and booked my appointment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3366935406942762547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-clarity-is-so-scaryand-how-to-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3366935406942762547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3366935406942762547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-clarity-is-so-scaryand-how-to-get.html' title='Why Clarity is so scary...and how to get past your fear'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SqfGAnCWRBI/AAAAAAAAALc/glRBCMqnBBQ/s72-c/blue_om.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-6048979075890064996</id><published>2009-09-02T15:03:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:17:59.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Temple of Self and The Temple of Soul</title><summary type='text'> I spent the month of August in south India. I spent five days getting married to the love of my life, and the rest of the time in a kind of awed stupor. Rarely have I gotten a chance to be a pure observer of what was happening around me. But in India I was surrounded by people I did not know, speaking a language I did not understand, and doing things I had never seen done before. Because of this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/6048979075890064996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/temple-of-self-and-temple-of-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6048979075890064996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6048979075890064996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/09/temple-of-self-and-temple-of-soul.html' title='The Temple of Self and The Temple of Soul'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/Sp7kOolm1yI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zlYjfp8AC7k/s72-c/om.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1920925140587780045</id><published>2009-07-31T10:33:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:12:21.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the first step (even when it's teeny)</title><summary type='text'>Lao Tzu said that the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.He did not say the journey begins by running the first mile. He did not say one needs to consult all of the thousand-mile journey experts before starting. He did not scoff at the smallness of one step on a journey of what will be many, many steps or tell others to ruminate on the magnitude of the journey ahead. He said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1920925140587780045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-first-step-even-when-its-teeny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1920925140587780045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1920925140587780045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/taking-first-step-even-when-its-teeny.html' title='Taking the first step (even when it&apos;s teeny)'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SnMUZQguM3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PZlUlGdzH_M/s72-c/water_footprint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-2084198291666300786</id><published>2009-07-27T12:54:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:07:08.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a life, borrowed</title><summary type='text'>A long, long time ago I was a girl scout. I actually don't remember much about being a girl scout except for two things. The first was the little round badges I wanted to accumulate because those things were like status symbols. The second was something I learned about borrowing. Our troop leader told us that when you borrowed something, you should not just return it to its lender in its original</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/2084198291666300786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-borrowed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2084198291666300786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2084198291666300786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-borrowed.html' title='a life, borrowed'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/Sm3h05gxx9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/6qcb2uRpJZs/s72-c/disgruntled-girlscout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1627844080740734497</id><published>2009-07-09T12:26:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:02:22.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of No</title><summary type='text'> Just when I thought I was over my people-pleasing habits forever, I am humbled by the constant vigilance it requires for me to learn the power of the word no.The other day a client asked me if she could schedule a 5:30 appointment. Granted, my hours are 9-5 and I generally reserve the latter part of my work day for behind-the-scenes coaching work (such as writing my blog and writing workbooks) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1627844080740734497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1627844080740734497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1627844080740734497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-no.html' title='The Power of No'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SlYtYKQl3JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_XNgI7poGv0/s72-c/no_on_postit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-5970987923055350882</id><published>2009-06-24T14:51:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:12:23.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>forever let the sun shine on</title><summary type='text'>Last week, I spent eight days volunteering at one of my favorite places in the world-Camp Sunshine. Although each summer has been great, I would have to say that this year was truly remarkable.Camp Sunshine is a week-long camp for kids who either have or had cancer. At first read that probably sounds quite depressing. When an acquaintance told me about it several years ago, my first reaction </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/5970987923055350882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/06/forever-let-sun-shine-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5970987923055350882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5970987923055350882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/06/forever-let-sun-shine-on.html' title='forever let the sun shine on'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SkKG48BydyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IAkCibvANJ8/s72-c/camp-sunshine-CSlogo%2520wtag_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1706294081190226369</id><published>2009-06-12T13:58:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:37:10.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How I know that prayers are heard</title><summary type='text'>I have not shared this story with anyone until last week and even then, only two people. A couple of us were discussing the effectiveness of sending someone positive energy. Then we started talking about prayer and suddenly I remembered something from a few years ago. It was such a pivotal point in my life and things really changed after it occurred. I cannot believe that I forgot it. Perhaps now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1706294081190226369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-know-that-prayers-are-heard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1706294081190226369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1706294081190226369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-i-know-that-prayers-are-heard.html' title='How I know that prayers are heard'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SjK5tavzOMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8fkV4xj-po0/s72-c/leap+and+the+net+will+appear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-435381503175609747</id><published>2009-05-22T09:30:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:12:37.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Boundaries</title><summary type='text'>The other day I was at the gym, watching a show on Vh1. I'm not a big fan of reality tv but I was attempting to climb a mountain on the elliptical machine and I just didn't have the energy to change the channel. Now most reality shows, from what I can gather, are about as far from real life as one could get. This one, however, seemed different. I caught the show somewhere in the middle so I don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/435381503175609747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/healthy-boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/435381503175609747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/435381503175609747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/healthy-boundaries.html' title='Healthy Boundaries'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SiA91HqIJTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/S6tSiWIlLOg/s72-c/boundaries_examples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-841024091608638340</id><published>2009-05-11T10:34:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T13:03:35.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When compassion goes awry</title><summary type='text'>From the time we are very little girls, we women have been taught to "be nice." It's something our parents told us, our teachers told us and even strangers told us to do. In addition to the social conditioning most women receive, most of us are on some kind of conscious spiritual path. Whether you attend a church or temple, meditate regularly or go to your weekly yoga class, most of us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/841024091608638340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-compassion-goes-awry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/841024091608638340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/841024091608638340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-compassion-goes-awry.html' title='When compassion goes awry'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SghVAneF-eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X1D5a0838BM/s72-c/sweet-little-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-3775390310491798493</id><published>2009-05-05T10:57:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:13:58.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dead and gone (thank god!)</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday as I was running around town, getting a Mother's Day present for my mom, I heard an interesting song on the radio. It was by one of my favorite hip-hop artists, T.I., and it caught my attention because the lyrics seem to state exactly what is happening in my life (and probably in the lives of most people who have just progressed through Square One). Although T.I. is talking about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3775390310491798493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-and-gone-thank-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3775390310491798493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3775390310491798493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-and-gone-thank-god.html' title='dead and gone (thank god!)'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SgCaaMCTBZI/AAAAAAAAADc/tQw144G9Djg/s72-c/T.I..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-975260847805113245</id><published>2009-04-27T11:15:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:01:34.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Square Two or The Emancipation of You</title><summary type='text'>Let's face it. Square One sucks. Your old life disintegrates before your eyes, you are thrown back and forth between a whole bunch of unpleasant emotions as you process through the grief cycle and then you go through the Ring of Fire. Ugh.The good news is that once you are done in Square One, you get to go to Square Two.If I haven't mentioned this before (and I believe I have but a review is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/975260847805113245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/square-two-or-emancipation-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/975260847805113245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/975260847805113245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/square-two-or-emancipation-of-you.html' title='Square Two or The Emancipation of You'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SfXzXLl8RHI/AAAAAAAAACE/ku5aprEYXI0/s72-c/stages-of-butterfly-metamorphisis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1670259930148916983</id><published>2009-04-20T11:49:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:00:56.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honoring the Negative</title><summary type='text'>If you are ready to change and you are willing to go through the Ring of Fire (see last post), then you may want to prepare yourself for what will surface as you move through the change cycle. My experience has been that the magnitude of the change I make is directly proportional to the magnitude of the negativity that arises within my Ring of Fire. If I take on a little change, the Ring of Fire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1670259930148916983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/honoring-negative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1670259930148916983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1670259930148916983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/honoring-negative.html' title='Honoring the Negative'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-2142068129109429824</id><published>2009-04-05T10:07:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:26:19.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ring of Fire and Having Courage</title><summary type='text'>On my office desk, I have a pack of "Self-Care Cards" by Cheryl Richardson. A friend gave this 52 card deck to me years ago but I continue to use them, as they offer inspirational (and often strangely prophetic) messages week after week. What I usually do is turn a new one face-up at the start of a new week and see what it says. This week's message is: Release your ties to the past. When you let </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/2142068129109429824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/ring-of-fire-and-having-courage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2142068129109429824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2142068129109429824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/04/ring-of-fire-and-having-courage.html' title='The Ring of Fire and Having Courage'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-2071087812515218019</id><published>2009-03-29T12:00:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:42:46.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is there to forgive? Rewriting your story</title><summary type='text'>Last week, I received an endearing email from a follower of this blog, requesting an entry on forgiveness. In this email the young woman said she would be much obliged for some advice on this topic (which, I say with deep relief, I do not like to give.) How can I advise you on how to forgive those who have hurt you? All I can do is share with you the strategies I share with my clients and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/2071087812515218019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-is-there-to-forgive-rewriting-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2071087812515218019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2071087812515218019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-is-there-to-forgive-rewriting-your.html' title='Who is there to forgive? Rewriting your story'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-2478135597742467114</id><published>2009-03-16T15:07:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:24:45.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Attraction</title><summary type='text'>G. and I were married last Thursday. As so many of my recent clients (I'd say at least 75%) are struggling with relationship issues, I thought now would be the perfect time to write an entry on how my husband came into my life. Maybe this will help clear up some misconceptions most of us hang on to when it comes to romance. A year before I met G., I decided that I was tired of trying to find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/2478135597742467114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/law-of-attraction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2478135597742467114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/2478135597742467114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/law-of-attraction.html' title='The Law of Attraction'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgEA7CHGLe8/SWFO2bbRR1I/AAAAAAAAALE/hzuV7_0IY3U/s72-c/BSL00offrande.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-3528961065175461623</id><published>2009-03-03T09:57:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:37:52.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John the Baptist</title><summary type='text'>I do not belong to any one religion. Several years ago, I decided to read all of the religious texts from all of the major religions and realized that they were all pretty much the same. By this I mean they said the exact same things: Love and honor yourself, love and honor others. Be kind. Be a good person. My fiance and I practice a form of meditation taught by Buddha, are getting married in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3528961065175461623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/john-baptist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3528961065175461623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3528961065175461623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/03/john-baptist.html' title='John the Baptist'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-1467223505725218508</id><published>2009-02-26T11:08:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:51:52.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude with Shackles Off</title><summary type='text'>One of the best things about life coaching is working with clients who bring issues to sessions that sound exactly like my own issues. What a surprising gift! I didn't realize that when I coach others, I get to experience powerful changes within my own thinking. It's like a double dose of happiness that I didn't expect when I signed up for this gig and I love it. A lot of self-help gurus and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1467223505725218508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/gratitude-with-shackles-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1467223505725218508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1467223505725218508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/gratitude-with-shackles-off.html' title='Gratitude with Shackles Off'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-3231746070703532344</id><published>2009-02-23T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:42:08.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Body's Compass</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite activities to give to clients these days is Martha Beck's Body Compass Exercise. I LOVE this exercise because it reminds me that even when we "fool" ourselves into thinking we know what's best, our body is the one that truly knows and will remain loyal to us, regardless of the social consequences. I love this exercise because it never lies and it always points me in the right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3231746070703532344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-bodys-compass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3231746070703532344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3231746070703532344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/your-bodys-compass.html' title='Your Body&apos;s Compass'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-3455505891572467526</id><published>2009-02-17T09:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:51:52.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being in Your Body</title><summary type='text'>Who are you? No, really, I mean how do you define yourself? Let's start there. This is where your story and possibly your unhappiness begins. If you asked me to define myself in words, I would describe myself as a life coach, a middle school teacher, a fiance, a daughter, a sister, a brunette, a Verizon wireless subscriber, a blogger, an avid reader, a lover of chocolate, a cancer survivor and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/3455505891572467526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-in-your-body.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3455505891572467526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/3455505891572467526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-in-your-body.html' title='Being in Your Body'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-7382298071035191478</id><published>2009-02-13T13:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:47:38.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Work</title><summary type='text'>The Work by Byron Katie is a powerful tool that you can use anytime you feel unpleasant feelings. Whether it be anxiety, sadness, anger, despair, or any other negative feeling, use these four simple questions to help you return to a state of contented joy. I've included my own personal example so that you can see how one can use this work. You may also want to read Loving What Is by Byron Katie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/7382298071035191478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/7382298071035191478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/7382298071035191478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/work.html' title='The Work'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-4888012277288787259</id><published>2009-02-12T20:55:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:57:50.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grieving your losses (even if you want 'em)</title><summary type='text'>In the hallway at the school where I teach, there is a big, plastic bin that we call the lost and found. The teachers make fun of the contents because you can, quite literally, find almost everything in there. Coats and books, backpacks, hats, even socks and shoes. These things remain in the lost and found bin for months until finally someone takes them to the Goodwill. The other day a student </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/4888012277288787259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/grieving-your-losses-even-if-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4888012277288787259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/4888012277288787259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/grieving-your-losses-even-if-you-want.html' title='Grieving your losses (even if you want &apos;em)'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-9137256121591296585</id><published>2009-02-09T15:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:02:20.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Certainty of Uncertainty</title><summary type='text'>Despite all of the self-help books I've read and the healers I've sought and the work I've done to try to culminate some wisdom in my life, some fears still have the power to grip me with their cold, icy hands and squeeze me into a state of frazzled anxiety. Although I've used The Work on most of these fears (I've been pretty successful and I'll share Byron Katie's genius with you in another post</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/9137256121591296585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncertainty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/9137256121591296585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/9137256121591296585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncertainty.html' title='The Certainty of Uncertainty'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-1005486969013007973</id><published>2009-02-06T08:42:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:54:18.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The wise woman inside of you</title><summary type='text'>Many spiritual texts and enlightened people speak of a "wise centered voice" within us all. There are several names by which I've heard  this voice called: seat of the soul, essential self, true self, higher self, the God within (or Goddess within). There are a lot of them. But for those of us who are just a few lifetimes short of enlightenment (like yours truly) all of this talk of a wise inner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/1005486969013007973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/wise-person.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1005486969013007973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/1005486969013007973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/wise-person.html' title='The wise woman inside of you'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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-2128043119758539910.post-5497717021645143848</id><published>2009-02-04T13:09:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:35:48.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Blanche, I'm going topless</title><summary type='text'>As of January, I've gotten into Bikram yoga. I got just plain sick of the gym and then Atlanta got an unusual cold spell so a yoga practice in a room heated to over 100 degrees seemed appealing. At the very least, I reasoned, it'll be warm. They don't call it hot yoga for nothin'. I don't have any tank tops (one of Blanche's strong suggestions because of my not-so-toned arms) so for my first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/5497717021645143848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-blanche-im-going-topless.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5497717021645143848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5497717021645143848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-blanche-im-going-topless.html' title='Sorry Blanche, I&apos;m going topless'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dEtvYzNVkMc/SYr1zUL1cjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cWqnLgdrYz8/s72-c/Blanche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-5701533402017576853</id><published>2009-02-02T12:36:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:44:18.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simplicity of Happiness</title><summary type='text'>February 1st is an insightful day. It is my remission anniversary. It is also my anniversary with my husband-to-be. It's amazing to have an anniversary of life and love on the same day.I was diagnosed with a rare form of lymphoma twelve years ago. After one year of treatment, I was handed a certificate. It said something along the lines of-Congratulations! You've completed your treatment! and the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/5701533402017576853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/simplicity-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5701533402017576853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/5701533402017576853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/02/simplicity-of-happiness.html' title='The Simplicity of Happiness'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2128043119758539910.post-6270706160741309469</id><published>2009-01-28T18:54:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:50:45.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Begins...</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite poems is entitled "The Journey" by Mary Oliver. It is beautiful and powerful, like most of Oliver's poems. But I'm bringing it up here because it stirs up some kind of  knowing inside me and these days, this knowing feels a bit dangerous. This knowing tells me that I cannot continue to live my life the way I've been living it any longer and quite frankly, that's terrifying.It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/feeds/6270706160741309469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/01/journey-begins.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6270706160741309469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2128043119758539910/posts/default/6270706160741309469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://project-life-design.blogspot.com/2009/01/journey-begins.html' title='The Journey Begins...'/><author><name>gabrielle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17515022893563219948</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
