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unfolding ordinary mystery</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-2246188580367434496</id><published>2009-03-30T10:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:26:12.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerful Birthday</title><summary type='text'>I began practicing weekly with the Shambhala Meditation Group of Buffalo during the fall of 2007 after living back in Buffalo a year and a half. I first became involved with Shambhala meditation seventeen years ago during a transition year upon turning forty.I was drawn to the big questions my entire life. My young sister Jane died suddenly when I was six, an event that linked me to a need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2246188580367434496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=2246188580367434496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/2246188580367434496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/2246188580367434496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheerful-birthday.html' title='Cheerful Birthday'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-5612478687571382159</id><published>2009-02-08T23:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:04:27.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Famous</title><summary type='text'>Someone I once knew wrote a paper called The Psychology of Fame. I find myself pondering a similar question. What do they have that I don't? Most people live out their lives with no remarkable encounters with anything resembling fame, fortune or notoriety, but the more one travels and lives in cities, the greater is the chance of seeing or encountering the world of well-known others.Moving around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5612478687571382159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=5612478687571382159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/5612478687571382159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/5612478687571382159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-famous.html' title='Not Famous'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8294911641106188978</id><published>2009-02-07T08:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:27:47.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Medicine</title><summary type='text'>We each have our own path to follow. A faithful listener to Gary Null's radio show, I take in his nutritional advice and practice as much as I can. The trouble is I'm not ready to go all the way....can't really afford all the supplements he would recommend. I'm not ready to give up coffee or wine. I eat some meat and some junk. I tend to be moderate, but his view is you have to go all the way to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8294911641106188978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8294911641106188978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8294911641106188978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8294911641106188978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-right-medicine.html' title='Good Medicine'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SY-bPkJ-KVI/AAAAAAAAARI/0Cl1olYmkEY/s72-c/PatFloating1986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-3387179422284485918</id><published>2009-02-06T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:28:13.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><summary type='text'> I guess nostalgia is the mark of a someone with a history to reflect upon. I went to see the movie, Milk. Seeing my old neighborhood on the big screen prompted a lot of conversations and flashbacks to the 1970s in San Francisco. I notice this nostalgia turning up in other people's blogs. Jane shared her memories of 33 Linda Street, a building that I lived in when Harvey Milk was shot.I arrived </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3387179422284485918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=3387179422284485918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3387179422284485918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3387179422284485918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2009/02/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SY-nNLl63MI/AAAAAAAAARQ/SV93FcemMQU/s72-c/redlindastreet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8744061375048164037</id><published>2008-12-14T13:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:55:25.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drifting Back</title><summary type='text'>Parallel Drift...Moving here and there...not necessarily ascending, gaining, improving. My attention drawn toward blogging on the election, enjoying the warmth of the summer, a month in Vermont, packing and relocating to a new home.Beyond all that now. Winter solstice is approaching. The last full moon of 2008 has ripened. The aluminum sky of Buffalo winter has arrived. A string of tiny blue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8744061375048164037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8744061375048164037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8744061375048164037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8744061375048164037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='Drifting Back'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVUzg9yY-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/r6EGFWsZmDw/s72-c/mannikin+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-7920775750693565816</id><published>2008-05-09T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:49:23.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well  Enough</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7920775750693565816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=7920775750693565816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7920775750693565816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7920775750693565816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2010/12/well-enough.html' title='Well  Enough'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-917745335530455438</id><published>2007-12-10T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:54:26.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Shop</title><summary type='text'> Another holiday shopping season unfolds. I have little involvement with it, but happened to read an essay* about a 'Mall Quest' teaching experience offered by Elias Amidon.In 1993 I attended a 'Vision Quest' experience offered as a class-for-credit through Naropa Institute. Elias was one of the three wise teacher/guides who accompanied my group of students. This week-long wilderness experience </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/917745335530455438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=917745335530455438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/917745335530455438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/917745335530455438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-more-weeks-to-shop.html' title='Holiday Shop'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/R11r7pVxfNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2xU2ogLvgcQ/s72-c/be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-6974271636724138759</id><published>2007-09-25T22:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:58:21.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Songs</title><summary type='text'>I often prefer silence, but sometimes, rock and roll (this refers to anything I like) is necessary and I have been listening to these songs lately.....Heart of Glass (Puppini Sisters)Old Man (Neil Young)I Summon You (Spoon)Summertime (Janis Joplin)Eleanor Rigby (The Beatles)Take Me To The River (Talking Heads)Egg Cream (Lou Reed)I'm Looking Through You (The Wallflowers)The Future (Teddy Thompson)</summary><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/Rv6iLoByvzI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l3iZB5IsC6A/s72-c/record+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8872708660770762411</id><published>2007-09-25T21:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T11:57:24.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning The Page...</title><summary type='text'>A few titles I have been reading lately...Wabi Sabi: The japanese art of impermanence (Andrew Juniper) Shambhala: The sacred path of the warrior (Chogyam Trungpa)  Open To Desire: Embracing a lust for life (Mark Epstein) Breaking Open The Head: A psychadelic journey into the heart of contemporary shaminism (Daniel Pinchbeck)  How To Expand LOVE: Widening the circle of loving relationships (His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8872708660770762411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8872708660770762411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8872708660770762411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8872708660770762411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/09/printed-words.html' title='Turning The Page...'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-9124015007010945951</id><published>2007-09-24T20:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T12:00:06.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching the Screen</title><summary type='text'>A few films and cable series I have watched lately...ModliglianiFast Food NationVolverThe NamesakeChildren of ManMy ArchitectLittle ChildrenFreedom WritersFurBecause I Said SoThe Painted VeilAway With HerBagdad ERJonestownOnceRescue Me (Season 3)SickoSummer of LoveWeeds (Season 2)Maxed OutThe WaitressAmargosaEverything Is Illuminated51 Birch StreetCrazy Sexy CancerNip Tuck (Season 4)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/9124015007010945951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=9124015007010945951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/9124015007010945951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/9124015007010945951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-and-small-screen.html' title='Watching the Screen'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-176159875905675341</id><published>2007-09-24T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:08:21.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyeglasses Required</title><summary type='text'> Has anybody else noticed the oversized late 1980s eyewear is coming back in 2007? And the term geek seems to be used a lot lately. I made this assemblage a couple years ago when I noticed the similarity of the specs. I collect found pictures and make a few myself using an archaic 35mm Pentax camera.Wikopedia claims...The definition of geek has changed considerably over time, and there is no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/176159875905675341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=176159875905675341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/176159875905675341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/176159875905675341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/09/eyeglasses-required.html' title='Eyeglasses Required'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/Rvg6gIByvkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hzQck-Nw_n8/s72-c/geeksattachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-394414254489368572</id><published>2007-09-10T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:39:43.906-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>No Plastic Bag</title><summary type='text'>Where do they all go?One small action at a timeTake that canvas tote.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvXjdIByvXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T95lW8TXSl8/s72-c/plasticbagdrawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-3296467504544002876</id><published>2007-09-03T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:50:50.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>Sunday Bike Ride</title><summary type='text'>Lush Ellicott CreekWarm breezy cool jade waterEighteen mile pedal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3296467504544002876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=3296467504544002876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3296467504544002876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3296467504544002876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-bike-ride.html' title='Sunday Bike Ride'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvXiY4ByvWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PC8nF1LoTTk/s72-c/patonbike1996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-1409084283041834783</id><published>2007-08-20T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:35:13.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>Remember Simon Luna</title><summary type='text'>Sun rises sun setsDon't forget the lineageWake up wake up now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1409084283041834783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=1409084283041834783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1409084283041834783'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8729609168808238706</id><published>2007-08-17T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:02:10.188-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><title type='text'>Crazy Sexy Cancer</title><summary type='text'>Healthy and well nowNo evidence of diseaseMoment by moment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8729609168808238706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8729609168808238706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8729609168808238706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8729609168808238706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-sexy-cancer.html' title='Crazy Sexy Cancer'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvXgfIByvVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1ylR4CBWXUY/s72-c/hindugoddess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-4434026921381294247</id><published>2007-07-06T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:08:54.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><summary type='text'> Self-reflection becomes tedious.Listening to Arcade Fire's Black Mirror...my latest favorite music.Mirror mirror on wall...I admit to possession of five substantial mirrors hanging in various locations...not counting the very large one attached to the dining room wall and smaller one on the medicine cabinet door.A heavy squarish one with pale grey art deco base was once the mate to a vintage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4434026921381294247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=4434026921381294247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4434026921381294247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4434026921381294247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/since-i-am-blogging-again-i-feel-need.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/Rr8wpG1PUrI/AAAAAAAAACw/BeH8kr6Jkj0/s72-c/you+are+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-4246211250181991706</id><published>2007-06-03T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:13:58.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm Sixty-Four</title><summary type='text'>I am a bad blogger, but I am back. I enjoy the process...still, I tend to drop away. Lack of discipline.When The Beatles entered my consciousness at age eleven, Paul was ten years older than me. Five years later we heard him sing When I'm Sixty-four on the Sgt. Pepper album and it was very funny because it was an inconceivable notion at the time.I was moved to see a lengthly article in the latest</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4246211250181991706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=4246211250181991706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4246211250181991706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4246211250181991706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-im-sixty-four.html' title='When I&apos;m Sixty-Four'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmNd0peYHCI/AAAAAAAAACo/zI0lUS9vohM/s72-c/mccartney64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-3775442332613614951</id><published>2006-11-25T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:15:36.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>History Lesson</title><summary type='text'>After our turkey dinner on TG, complete with a lime-green and pineapple jello mold, I went to the movies with my Lynn, Liz, Erin, and Allie. Watching BOBBY was nostalgic and thought-provoking. Two days later, I continue to ponder my own slice of personal history related to that era.Bobby Kennedy entered the presidential race at the end of March 1968. I had just turned sixteen. Not yet old enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3775442332613614951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=3775442332613614951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3775442332613614951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3775442332613614951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/11/writing-history.html' title='History Lesson'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmNRZ5eYHBI/AAAAAAAAACg/Q0z5VJisIg0/s72-c/hilary69print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-7165612789899313056</id><published>2006-11-22T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:16:50.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Helpless</title><summary type='text'>A helpless jelly poured into a mold. Henry James said that about human consciousness. Formless, expansive, receptive...we can wonder about ourself and the world, knowing the life that allows this wakefulness may end anytime.I am quite certain that tomorrow on Thanksgiving Day in America I will encounter a colorful quivering mold of gelatin and I will be sure to be grateful for my own formlessness</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7165612789899313056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=7165612789899313056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7165612789899313056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7165612789899313056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/11/begin-again.html' title='Not Helpless'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvhSjIByvlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hafI4OsiA_M/s72-c/linocut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-1092149434373534230</id><published>2006-11-03T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:35:47.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><summary type='text'> Finally, a little breath of fresh air. His Holiness The Dalai Lama on a windy September afternoon delivered inspiration at UB's north campus. A few days later, I was off with the pink suitcase to New York City for his teaching weekend on The Blade Wheel of Mind Transformation at The Beacon Theater.Then...broken branches and broken glass...an October lake effect storm and a random home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1092149434373534230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=1092149434373534230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1092149434373534230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1092149434373534230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmKsoZeYG0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/S2Ekmcaa5A8/s72-c/pinksuitcase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-5066306243405946588</id><published>2006-11-03T03:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:36:38.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Awe</title><summary type='text'> Magnificient flaming leaves of autumn hung over the brick side of my house like a coat...until just the other day when I noticed most had fallen into a pile on the driveway. The clocks were dialed back an hour. A full harvest moon ripens in the darkness. The seasons turn, turn, turn.......blogging has been neglected. Two months have passed since my last entry. Where have I been? Summer visits, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5066306243405946588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=5066306243405946588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/5066306243405946588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/5066306243405946588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/12/autumn-awe.html' title='Autumn Awe'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmNM8peYHAI/AAAAAAAAACY/YFRsdBAB3zo/s72-c/autumnleaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-7860499940067980772</id><published>2006-08-15T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:47:33.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell Awakening</title><summary type='text'>I have a small brass bell in the form of a victorian woman carrying a mask. Toby recently pointed out to me that her hair is styled in pigtails. I imagine this bell lady off to a festive masked ball. Her long, lean, high-laced boots dangle and clank inside a long flowing skirt.This curious object came to me from the home of my grandmother, Evelyn. She called us to meals with another bell, a small</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7860499940067980772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=7860499940067980772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7860499940067980772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7860499940067980772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/12/bell-awakening.html' title='Bell Awakening'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmKou5eYGyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/XjV2_s0jIjU/s72-c/bell+lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8703218365877528501</id><published>2006-07-07T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:50:12.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Environment</title><summary type='text'>I have lived in North Buffalo for a week now. I take in the sounds and smells of my new neighborhood. I'm comfortable here. I wonder about the history of this home that was built in the early half of the twentieth century. This lower flat is spacious with wild vegetation growing around it. Unmanicured, imperfect, warped...my very own brokedown palace. This is my 21st home since birth. Call me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8703218365877528501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8703218365877528501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8703218365877528501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8703218365877528501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/07/mobile-environment.html' title='Mobile Environment'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvdB4IByvcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4Qx7a7d4fok/s72-c/modern+chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-3610408276713420123</id><published>2006-06-18T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:46:47.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic Instincts</title><summary type='text'>This morning I enjoyed reading a newspaper article about Italian immigrant life on the east side of Buffalo during the 1940s. The writer reminisced about a time when people in the neighborhood did not have telephones, but they used other creative means of communication.Upstairs and downstairs neighbors banged a spoon on the water pipes as a form of code. One bang meant good morning, two bangs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3610408276713420123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=3610408276713420123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3610408276713420123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/3610408276713420123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/basic-instincts.html' title='Basic Instincts'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvdBIoByvbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/I8xe63DNp0M/s72-c/window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-1914884935442236280</id><published>2006-06-12T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:49:47.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Unconscious, Trends, Collars Up</title><summary type='text'> Evidence of strange collar-up phenomenon (NYC, circa 1982).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1914884935442236280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=1914884935442236280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1914884935442236280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1914884935442236280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/universal-unconscious-trends-collars-up.html' title='Universal Unconscious, Trends, Collars Up'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmNAhZeYG-I/AAAAAAAAACI/AJPcJX2tvHo/s72-c/collarsup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-4431612206189382061</id><published>2006-06-12T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:54:27.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing Is Low Tech</title><summary type='text'> This sounds like a familiar quote, but the words actually flowed from my fingers the other day. Jane commented that the phrase has bumper sticker potential. The artist, Jenny Holzer, might place such a truism on a billboard, Las Vegas neon sign, stone bench. I was a big fan when she began using words as visual art.Certain ideas and creative trends seem to bubble up in a multiples...universal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4431612206189382061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=4431612206189382061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4431612206189382061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4431612206189382061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2007/06/healing-is-low-tech.html' title='Healing Is Low Tech'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmNLUJeYG_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/CPIlNC5xTRc/s72-c/healing+is+lowtech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-1389866133010247130</id><published>2006-05-17T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:37:23.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping For Rainbows</title><summary type='text'>A few years ago, I took a roadtrip from Denver to SanFrancisco. After a visit in the bay area with friends, I was on my way back to Colorado. Driving through Utah I encountered torrential rain, thunder, and lightening that sparked the most breathtaking double rainbow I had ever seen.I pulled off the highway onto the shoulder to take a few photos and sit awhile to fully experience the magical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1389866133010247130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=1389866133010247130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1389866133010247130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/1389866133010247130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/05/stopping-for-rainbows.html' title='Stopping For Rainbows'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/Rvc-54ByvaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gsYymA4etgk/s72-c/deadrainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-8946564354116059117</id><published>2006-05-05T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:00:13.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Degrees Of Separation</title><summary type='text'>Ever since President Lyndon Johnson waved to me and my friend, Peggy, while visiting the White House in 1965, I have found myself intersecting in remote ways with well-known others. Yet I remain in sync with Emily Dickinson's poem...."I am nobody. Who are you. Are you a nobody too?" Received a telephone call from Kathleen last night. She was up late painting in her studio on the Amalfi coast of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8946564354116059117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=8946564354116059117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8946564354116059117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/8946564354116059117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/05/six-degrees-of-separation.html' title='Six Degrees Of Separation'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvdEJoByvdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6lv0J1ljN6g/s72-c/chain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-7405855371112395832</id><published>2006-04-25T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:59:30.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Health, Wellbeing, Mystery</title><summary type='text'>A lot has been written about the politics of hope, but I find myself thinking about the social psychology of health and wellbeing. Maybe my interest is really more about a philosophy of health and wellbeing. I hunt for more specific words to describe a specific condition. Forget about generalizations such as cancer, sickness, ill health.Every person has some condition of health. A person with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7405855371112395832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=7405855371112395832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7405855371112395832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7405855371112395832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/04/health-wellbeing-mystery.html' title='Health, Wellbeing, Mystery'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RvnLBoByvvI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tfRlu-C14Hg/s72-c/atomicbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-7397205868603071676</id><published>2006-04-19T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T00:20:45.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Say It's Your Birthday</title><summary type='text'> According to a recent news report, Hallmark sold about 88,000 birthday cards last year for people turning 100. The Census Bureau claims there are 70,000 100-year-old folks in the USA. I suppose nobody imagines arriving at that birthday until the day you find yourself trying to blow out a hundred candles on a cake. Some birthdays slip by quietly, but last month I blew out birthday candles on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7397205868603071676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=7397205868603071676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7397205868603071676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/7397205868603071676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2006/04/they-say-its-your-birthday.html' title='They Say It&apos;s Your Birthday'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/RmMqEJeYG5I/AAAAAAAAABg/I1_ouTA-oaA/s72-c/hats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3910808282351704624.post-4897090440735925282</id><published>2005-10-30T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:48:42.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claire&apos;s Story'/><title type='text'>Claire's Story - ONE</title><summary type='text'> "I love Buffalo."Anna eats a veggie wrap as she tells Aunt Claire about her first months living away at college. They sit by the front window at The Spot overlooking the Friday evening street life on Elmwood Avenue."I want to live here when I finish school."Claire ponders her niece’s wish. Anna had searched for a college where none of her friends would be, but the reality of life in a new place </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4897090440735925282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3910808282351704624&amp;postID=4897090440735925282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4897090440735925282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3910808282351704624/posts/default/4897090440735925282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://treasurecell.blogspot.com/2005/10/claires-story-one.html' title='Claire&apos;s Story - ONE'/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06773324647904877856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/SUVLEncG__I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LAcGzoPjz_4/S220/croppedphonelady+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1KpWPdHG_EM/Rvc9ZIByvZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Dzz05syOTo0/s72-c/PLANE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
