<?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-9086012707560648598</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:49:35.135-07:00</updated><category term='reveale the second puzzle'/><category term='Waarheden'/><category term='world upcomming news'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Signs as guidence'/><category term='personal'/><category term='Liefde is'/><category term='Weekly inspiration'/><category term='SillySaurs Solutions'/><title type='text'>Secret Garden</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my secret garden.Were i'll hope to find stilness.A place to be totally.Were i'll find the courage to let go this final pain,standing me in the way.
Hope with all my heart and soul to free myself from this prison.
Gatter all my inner strainght,so i can live fully free,my friend.
Free as the wind passing by.Were the Sun shines true my heart.
Flowers to treasure,because they brought back that inner smile to me.
That smile is how you will recognise me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-2723423219261964298</id><published>2007-02-25T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:55.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>The Flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReGOfwd4yoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IjD1UUfzsn0/s1600-h/0SoulMates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReGOfwd4yoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IjD1UUfzsn0/s400/0SoulMates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035462534614272642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Verzonden: 11/11/2006 15:41 &lt;br /&gt;The Flame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence filled the room&lt;br /&gt;With an energy that touched my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes were yet to meet&lt;br /&gt;But the connection had already taken a hold.&lt;br /&gt;There's an electrifying feeling&lt;br /&gt;Between us words can not describe.&lt;br /&gt;Time and space have no meaning&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Instantaneous impressions that&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we already knew each other.&lt;br /&gt;There can be no doubt a reason&lt;br /&gt;Why we've been brought together.&lt;br /&gt;With pupil's enlarged and eye's bright&lt;br /&gt;The flame that lay dormant is now alight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-2723423219261964298?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/2723423219261964298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=2723423219261964298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/2723423219261964298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/2723423219261964298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/flame.html' title='The Flame'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReGOfwd4yoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IjD1UUfzsn0/s72-c/0SoulMates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-6062973780116693938</id><published>2007-02-24T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:55.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waarheden'/><title type='text'>And you will seek me and find me. When you search for me With all your heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReBQnhzuuHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BCEZYHwX5QU/s1600-h/beautiful+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReBQnhzuuHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BCEZYHwX5QU/s400/beautiful+sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035113023420676210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-6062973780116693938?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/6062973780116693938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=6062973780116693938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6062973780116693938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6062973780116693938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-you-will-seek-me-and-find-me-when.html' title='And you will seek me and find me. When you search for me With all your heart'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReBQnhzuuHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BCEZYHwX5QU/s72-c/beautiful+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-7161999754881581268</id><published>2007-02-24T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAzcBzuuFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8rLE3wRF55I/s1600-h/true+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAzcBzuuFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8rLE3wRF55I/s400/true+friend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035080940014975058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-7161999754881581268?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/7161999754881581268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=7161999754881581268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/7161999754881581268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/7161999754881581268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAzcBzuuFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8rLE3wRF55I/s72-c/true+friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-1302989891875091433</id><published>2007-02-24T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain reveals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAyTxzuuEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g0RyKCrCmQA/s1600-h/cry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAyTxzuuEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g0RyKCrCmQA/s400/cry.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035079698769426498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know understand!!! My whole life ...i was seeking the love of a father.&lt;br /&gt;Today i can see ...there's only one ....one FATHER, always there when needed. &lt;br /&gt;It was me, that locked up my heart because i was searching the wrong place !&lt;br /&gt;Never was so full of motion as i am right now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote that every answers are for you to find in the heart, is here in these case really from the start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;br /&gt;Mya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-1302989891875091433?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/1302989891875091433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=1302989891875091433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/1302989891875091433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/1302989891875091433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/pain-reveals.html' title='The pain reveals'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/ReAyTxzuuEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/g0RyKCrCmQA/s72-c/cry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-6139723331813641576</id><published>2007-02-23T05:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T05:31:39.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly inspiration'/><title type='text'>inspiratiemail</title><content type='html'>You are never more substantial, &lt;br /&gt;                 deeper yourself then when you are quiet.&lt;br /&gt;                          Eckhart Tolle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-6139723331813641576?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/6139723331813641576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=6139723331813641576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6139723331813641576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6139723331813641576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/inspiratiemail.html' title='inspiratiemail'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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-9086012707560648598.post-5589230247733689825</id><published>2007-02-22T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Electrical Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2XlhzuuBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IWmIFbujIPs/s1600-h/contact.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2XlhzuuBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IWmIFbujIPs/s400/contact.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034346629456377874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sea, it swells like a sore head&lt;br /&gt;And the night, it is aching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lovers lie with no sheets on their bed&lt;br /&gt;And the day,it is breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your on my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On rainy days we go swimming out&lt;br /&gt;On rainy days swimming in the sound&lt;br /&gt;On rainy days we go swimming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your on my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see colours that have never been seen&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go places no one else has been&lt;br /&gt;Cause if the sky can crack thee must be some way back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love and only love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your on my mind all of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem i received from Peter like many.Only this one had somehow a deeper message.It was also a part of the puzzel for me to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;Because the first days after he past away,without thinking ,at this time, on the poem...&lt;br /&gt;These lignes&lt;strong&gt; " Your in my mind all of the time, &lt;br /&gt;           Cause if the sky can crack thee must be some way back&lt;br /&gt;           To love and only LOVE"&lt;/strong&gt; it was heared for me all the time...like an inner hearing message&lt;br /&gt;THis lignes apear all the time in my head...like an innervoice whispering this words to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, as i am sitting here writing all this;several times a hear a tick at my windows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now back to the poem. After a week or so...a found a cd without the box next to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of Peter's favourite cd's-&gt; (from U2) as a started to listening to the songs, it appear to me that the poem was based on this song "electrical storm"...&lt;br /&gt;For me there are several messages in this song.It didn't only reveale that there is more then what we see here on earth.Peter knew this...like he new this would happen. With or without his conciousness, he left me these things that should lead me to see...See what IS &lt;br /&gt;Secondly my birthday present...a silken shawl (veil), wich reminded me of the curten between heaven and earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You see; all of this isn't made up...it appear to me, step by step...it was like it came all of a sudden in my counsciousness...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i had this experience (still have such experieces but less then in beginning; or i just let it be now and therefore it may seem like its less there)with this one special star...this was also not me looking for evidence...&lt;br /&gt;But it was more like the evidence came to me...It asked me to pay attention to it...&lt;br /&gt;This information as well, came by inner voice,deep inner knowing or sort of telepatic communication, the feeling you experience at this moment ect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd thing that happened,to let me see that actually Peter wasn't really dead or in other words-&gt; There is still such thing as live after death...only we do not existe anymore in our body...&lt;br /&gt;It was the thing happenend with my television. Even before i know Peter hang himself...this very unforgetable morning; my remote control wasn't working no more, the energy was out of control ...is the best way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;As i putted in the power buttem of my tv..and wanted to put on a specific channel...it started to run;one number after the other, couldn't stop it...not even manuel couldn't control television channels.There was not one single channel were i could stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my son was at home this morning (ear-infection) i didn't had much time to pay attention to it.Just remembered that as the docter was there for my son, i asked him if he knew something about electricity.He aswered(as kind of joking) he had only the abilety to heal my son. During the day policemen came to tell me what happend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same evening my docter had to come again, as i was in very big shock you can imagine...&lt;br /&gt;By the evening,there was nothing wrong anymore with my remote control nor my tv.&lt;br /&gt;Although the days after, it dured about 14 days in total...my television became nuts...on moment it was like he was new, the second moment he started to do whatever he felt...ALso the 3 day, no matter what i did...it putted himself on channel 3, no matter on wich number i puched, it shift by itself to channel 3 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this for now...this will have a follow up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-5589230247733689825?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/5589230247733689825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=5589230247733689825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5589230247733689825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5589230247733689825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/electrical-storm.html' title='Electrical Storm'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2XlhzuuBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IWmIFbujIPs/s72-c/contact.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-2766849715766156752</id><published>2007-02-22T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waarheden'/><title type='text'>Volmaakt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2ZSRzuuCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iwl_pCYl5n8/s1600-h/stirrings_of_the_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2ZSRzuuCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iwl_pCYl5n8/s400/stirrings_of_the_heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034348497767151650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Ik ben volmaakt zoals ik ben. &lt;br /&gt;             Ik ben dat altijd al geweest en zal het altijd blijven. &lt;br /&gt;                  Er is geen bestemming waar ik heen zal moeten, &lt;br /&gt;                           waar ik nog niet ben. &lt;br /&gt;                       Ik hoef niets aan mijzelf te veranderen, &lt;br /&gt;                             niets weg te drukken, &lt;br /&gt;                           toe te voegen of weg te werken &lt;br /&gt;                om alle liefde van het universum waard te zijn, &lt;br /&gt;                           dus geef ik die aan mezelf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Als ik gevoelens van woede, gekrenktheid, &lt;br /&gt;         wrok of een andere vorm van weerstand tegen het leven ervaar, &lt;br /&gt;        hoef ik daar niet meer tegen te vechten of mezelf ervoor te bestraffen. &lt;br /&gt;                   Ik laat het eenvoudigweg uit zichzelf oplossen &lt;br /&gt;                   door de pure kracht van volledige acceptatie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             Nu ik mijzelf heb geaccepteerd, &lt;br /&gt;                  voel ik de zachte, warme en liefdevolle golven &lt;br /&gt;               van het wonder dat leven heet door mij heen stromen, &lt;br /&gt;                en zo laat ik alle verschillende expressievormen ervan &lt;br /&gt;                                  binnenin mij ronddansen. &lt;br /&gt;                             Ik bekijk ze en geniet ervan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Omdat ik van mezelf houd en mijzelf zonder voorwaarden of oordelen accepteer, &lt;br /&gt;    verbreiden mijn liefde en acceptatie zich om mij heen om ons allemaal te helen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Als ik mijzelf liefheb en accepteer, heelt de wereld! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            (onbekend)gekopierd v Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhoewel ik met het bovenstaande volledig akkoord ben, toch even vermelden dat ik nog niet zover ben :)...Vandaar dat ik het ook voor mezelf post, ter herinnering ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-2766849715766156752?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/2766849715766156752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=2766849715766156752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/2766849715766156752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/2766849715766156752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/ik-ben-volmaakt-zoals-ik-ben.html' title='Volmaakt'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rd2ZSRzuuCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iwl_pCYl5n8/s72-c/stirrings_of_the_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-6324060063079491887</id><published>2007-02-21T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liefde is'/><title type='text'>Liefde ontleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdz4nxzut-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGmQZESy3d0/s1600-h/Voor+wie+ik+liefheb+wil+ik+zijn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdz4nxzut-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGmQZESy3d0/s400/Voor+wie+ik+liefheb+wil+ik+zijn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034171845762267106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               De liefde ontleed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liefde geldt als vrij en onafhankelijk: Liefde kan niet worden gekocht, gedwongen of georganiseerd. Liefde is alleen benaderbaar in termen die tot de liefde zelf behoren, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voor liefde hoeft nooit een verontschuldiging, een verklaring of een legitimatie te worden gegeven, Alleen betrokkenen zelf kunnen hun liefde begrijpen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liefde heet er om zichzelfs wille te zijn: Liefde kent geen andere motivatie dan zichzelf. Liefde is er niet om iets anders, maar alleen om zichzelf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liefde geldt als compromisloos:  Over liefde kan niet onderhandeld worden. Liefde is er of het is er niet: liefde houdt dan ook acceptatie in van de totale persoon van de ander zoals die is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liefde geldt als zelfverwerkelijking: De beleving van de liefde is een ZIJNVORM van een hogere orde. Pas in de liefde komen de menselijke mogelijkheden werkelijk tot hun recht, liefde betekend ontplooiing van de eigen persoon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-6324060063079491887?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/6324060063079491887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=6324060063079491887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6324060063079491887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6324060063079491887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/liefde-ontleed.html' title='Liefde ontleed'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdz4nxzut-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGmQZESy3d0/s72-c/Voor+wie+ik+liefheb+wil+ik+zijn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-1659091938978754911</id><published>2007-02-21T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:56.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspiration mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdxlZxzut9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/96QVQZ4z0E4/s1600-h/falls3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdxlZxzut9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/96QVQZ4z0E4/s400/falls3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034009977034815442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  If a question arises, then by all means, ask it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                 But there is nothing sacred about asking questions.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                It is when the questions cease and the mind is empty&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                  that there is an opening for true understanding.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                        David Carse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-1659091938978754911?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/1659091938978754911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=1659091938978754911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/1659091938978754911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/1659091938978754911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/inspiration-mail_21.html' title='Inspiration mail'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdxlZxzut9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/96QVQZ4z0E4/s72-c/falls3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-6850135976266981073</id><published>2007-02-20T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T15:45:58.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world upcomming news'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seven Experiments (That could change the world )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The existence of unexplained natural phenomena has piqued human interest since the days we first grappled with fire. Mysteries such as the language used between animals or the vast potential of the human mind eternally attract our attention and elude our comprehension. Ironically, public interest in attempting to resolve these questions seems to be growing just at a time when science as an institution becomes increasingly reluctant to address these concerns. Persistent areas of paranormal intrigue that do not fit into conventional scientific models continue to remain largely unanswered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay researchers and armchair scientists can now actively participate in the process of discovery with the help of Seven Experiments That Could Change the World: A Do-It-Yourself Guide to Revolutionary Science by Dr. Rupert Sheldrake. This former Research Fellow of the Royal Society at Cambridge University proposes a grassroots revolution in scientific inquiry, where amateurs everywhere can undertake for themselves the activity that is at the heart of the scientific method: the experiment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of Darwin, who recorded many of his observations in the simplicity of his garden and never held an institutional post, Dr. Sheldrake encourages enthusiasts of the paranormal to explore seven of the world's most enigmatic common occurrences by using simple resources of their own. The areas of study focus on phenomenon including: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A pet's ability to anticipate its owner's return home &lt;br /&gt;2. The direction-finding instincts of homing pigeons&lt;br /&gt;3. The highly organized structure of termite communities &lt;br /&gt;4. Our own tendency to know when we are being stared at from behind &lt;br /&gt;5. Sensations felt in phantom limbs after amputation &lt;br /&gt;6. The validity of the Universal Gravitational constant as a true constant &lt;br /&gt;7. The effect scientists' biases may have on experimentation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support material, such as historical notes and anecdotal evidence, is presented in conjunction with each experiment, while tips on gathering the required materials and clear procedural directions make the research accessible to anyone. Specific data-collecting guidelines and challenging suggestions on ways to expand upon the experiments further ensure statistically valid results. Readers are encouraged by open invitation to send in the results of their work to the renowned Institute of Noetic Sciences for documentation, analysis and world-wide dissemination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Experiments That Could Change the World proposes a new relationship between professional scientists and non-scientists, the former possessing the prestige of professional credentials and the latter having the freedom to explore new areas of research. Such widespread, collective participation opens up the possibility of our being able to address these questions that still remain unanswered. It also enables us, in the process, to revolutionize our approach to the exploration of nature's unseen forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bron: Rupert Sheldrake Online&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-6850135976266981073?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.niburu.nl/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/6850135976266981073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=6850135976266981073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6850135976266981073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6850135976266981073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/het-goddelijk-plan-weksignalen.html' title=''/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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-9086012707560648598.post-4331863996631167833</id><published>2007-02-19T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly inspiration'/><title type='text'>Inspiration mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdmrahzut5I/AAAAAAAAADw/CZwbd_FNZbA/s1600-h/e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdmrahzut5I/AAAAAAAAADw/CZwbd_FNZbA/s320/e1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033242530803529618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that one day you will be liberated.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day you will be free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why not today?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why not Now?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And if not Now,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jeff Foster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-4331863996631167833?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/4331863996631167833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=4331863996631167833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4331863996631167833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4331863996631167833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/inspiration-mail.html' title='Inspiration mail'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdmrahzut5I/AAAAAAAAADw/CZwbd_FNZbA/s72-c/e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-8467518494113893724</id><published>2007-02-19T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdl_phzut4I/AAAAAAAAADk/8XQBk3cMzyE/s1600-h/sad+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdl_phzut4I/AAAAAAAAADk/8XQBk3cMzyE/s400/sad+kid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033194409989945218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe those telling you,you're different!&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe those,who are telling you what you should do or who you should be! &lt;br /&gt;They are only afraid of you and your light who is willing to fight...fight for what is right.&lt;br /&gt;The only way right,is that of your heart ,your inner voice guiding you all the way again to the light...&lt;br /&gt;Never give up believing and even there may be a moment that you will do...trust that the light is still there guiding you.&lt;br /&gt;Have you effort with accepting what lies infront of you? &lt;br /&gt;To accept, always proceeds that what is in you. &lt;br /&gt;If you  accepte yourself you'll be able to live love. &lt;br /&gt;Acceptence is nor gloss over nor live it up; it is realise,looking completely honestly to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Find it difficult? Begin then with you that to proposal you recognise it where you run against. And then do it step by step..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-8467518494113893724?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/8467518494113893724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=8467518494113893724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/8467518494113893724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/8467518494113893724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/acceptence.html' title='Acceptence'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdl_phzut4I/AAAAAAAAADk/8XQBk3cMzyE/s72-c/sad+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-5092188678780200901</id><published>2007-02-18T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SillySaurs Solutions'/><title type='text'>The Sillysaurs Solutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdhVlhzut3I/AAAAAAAAADY/5HnrbgDyi90/s1600-h/sillysaulution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdhVlhzut3I/AAAAAAAAADY/5HnrbgDyi90/s400/sillysaulution.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032866686805391218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago i meat this guy 'Peter Paul' more on him you can read on his website,see the link. The thing is, he had this great idea for this project, &lt;strong&gt;Sillysaurs Solutions &lt;/strong&gt;and me myself i had already some sort of idea to create a house for our Children, a place were they can be and exploire in whatever they wan't you know.Grow in what there good in, in the first place it would be for children of poor family's but eventually everybody's welcome&lt;br /&gt;For now i hope we can create and bring these two ideas together, the concept i personaly think is great, and if people are interested to support this, Please All Support is Welcome  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it's with all my heart i wan't this so very much to succeed!!! Sinse i was very lillte i knew one day there was a meaning for me to be, to help our children and to help the world to be a better place to more a place were people can live from their heart....&lt;br /&gt;This dream came more and more again alive,the moment i becomed a mom.For me my son he is my biggest teacher...i love him all the way...When i look into his eyes...i know he feels me all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this for now so far...:) &lt;br /&gt;More about this you'll read later,becaus duty calls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-5092188678780200901?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://knight.of.the.light.tripod.com/' title='The Sillysaurs Solutions'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/5092188678780200901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=5092188678780200901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5092188678780200901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5092188678780200901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/sillysaurs-solutions.html' title='The Sillysaurs Solutions'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdhVlhzut3I/AAAAAAAAADY/5HnrbgDyi90/s72-c/sillysaulution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-5835182811888371455</id><published>2007-02-17T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>What's happening with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdcZChzut2I/AAAAAAAAADI/eZviwVjilBA/s1600-h/rebirth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdcZChzut2I/AAAAAAAAADI/eZviwVjilBA/s400/rebirth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032518639835592546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na een hele periode waar ik alleen maar in een staat van diepe ontroering kon ZIJN, komen mijn tranen nu eindelijk vrij...&lt;br /&gt;Deze diepe pijn,zo plots uit het niets....Wat gebeurt er momenteel met mij? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lang geleden dat iemand zo mijn ziel weet te ontroeren...Dit omdat je zo puur bent,zo eerlijk durft te kijken naar jezelf...raakt het mij in mijn diepste wezen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zelf zat ik ook al tijdje vast, wetende dat Peter een reflectie was van wat in mij was en hierbij wordt her-boren...&lt;br /&gt;Volledig zijn, wat voeld dit vreemd nu ik er terug zou kunnen "bijhoren"! &lt;br /&gt;Voel in geen sprankeltje behoefte hier nood aan te hebben...&lt;br /&gt;Laat mij maar ZIJN wie ik ben... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momenteel kan je je niet voorstellen wat er zoal gebeurt in mij....een vage herinnering van een vorig leven... &lt;br /&gt;Beseffende dat ik gedurende geheel mijn leven hier niet op aarde kon zijn...mijn licht niet kon schijnen bij al wat of wie niet in waarheid durfde te zijn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beseffende dat er momenteel geen andere uitweg meer lijkt te zijn terug te keren naar diepe waarheid,geworteld in mij.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blijkbaar voeld het momenteel nog steeds meer vertrouwd,om mezelf kapot te maken,mijn eigen licht te doven omdat het zo hoord... &lt;br /&gt;Het licht instappen ...durven te ZIJN wie ik ben....krachten te durven ontplooien, waarvan alleen GOD en ik weten dat het er ooit moest van komen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De liefde voeld zo onwenning.....na alle innerlijke strijd van pijn. &lt;br /&gt;Kansen worden me geboden, waarvan ik nooit had durven dromen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vraag jullie angstig te bidden met mij....Zodat ik terug zal kunnen zijn.... &lt;br /&gt;het kind van licht, vol dromen en medeogen, liefde is wie ik ben,niets is erger dan je eigen licht te doven....Vader ik bid tot jou....neem jij het van hier even over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dit schrijven mag misschien voor jullie raar overkomen, het kan me eveneens niet meer schelen....ik kwam tot zover altijd alles al te boven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-5835182811888371455?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/5835182811888371455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=5835182811888371455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5835182811888371455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5835182811888371455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-happening-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s happening with me?'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdcZChzut2I/AAAAAAAAADI/eZviwVjilBA/s72-c/rebirth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-3738528972930319429</id><published>2007-02-15T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:33:29.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly inspiration'/><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;By Reinhold Nieburh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-3738528972930319429?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/3738528972930319429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=3738528972930319429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/3738528972930319429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/3738528972930319429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/serenity_15.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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-9086012707560648598.post-914452163516817710</id><published>2007-02-12T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Dreambrother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdB2AhzutyI/AAAAAAAAACY/4EJ-7XPGs1w/s1600-h/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030650535220262690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdB2AhzutyI/AAAAAAAAACY/4EJ-7XPGs1w/s320/dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel afraid and i call your name&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love your voice and your dance insane&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear your words and I know your pain With my head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't be like the one who made me so old Don't be like the one who left behind his name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause there waiting for you like i waited for mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And nobody ever came&gt;Nobody ever came&gt;Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over &gt;Dream brother,dream brother,dream&gt;In the sand with the ocean washing over&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-914452163516817710?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/914452163516817710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/914452163516817710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hear-your-words-and-i-know-your-pain.html' title='Dreambrother'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdB2AhzutyI/AAAAAAAAACY/4EJ-7XPGs1w/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-5958903332465121110</id><published>2007-02-12T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:57.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Locked inside of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBmORzutxI/AAAAAAAAACI/9Z0keJDPwKA/s1600-h/identety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030633179257419538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBmORzutxI/AAAAAAAAACI/9Z0keJDPwKA/s320/identety.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked inside of me...why still can't be me! Locked inside believe...believe one day it will be you and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say i should let go...&lt;br /&gt;But how can i let go the one thing,this one soul ever, recognised me without words needed&lt;br /&gt;How can i let go the one true friend was there for me when needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can they know what God wanted for us to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one beautiful day &lt;br /&gt;i will be sitting there in these fields of gold...that inner smile knowing it was meant to be...totally free, forever you and me , side by side in eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how can i let go this dream? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a dream? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing; you were for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i let go, without understanding what happend that night? &lt;br /&gt;What was driving you over the edge; &lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you left a note?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just took your live without even saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only for me THE End of this story &lt;br /&gt;A story were i thought i had found my one true friend...who promised me never have to say goodbye...always would be by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was it you...and not ME&lt;br /&gt;How can i ever forget &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your always on my mind, all of the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-5958903332465121110?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5958903332465121110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/5958903332465121110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/locked-inside-of-me.html' title='Locked inside of me'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBmORzutxI/AAAAAAAAACI/9Z0keJDPwKA/s72-c/identety.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-6700488636123904608</id><published>2007-02-12T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:58.162-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Signs as guidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reveale the second puzzle'/><title type='text'>Godess Isis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBIIRzutvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/g_rXhDthvWQ/s1600-h/Isis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030600090829371122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBIIRzutvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/g_rXhDthvWQ/s320/Isis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GODDESS ISIS :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keeper of the Pyramid Energies on this planet. The activator of the pure love of the Goddess in all Heart Flames. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The Goddess of Truth&lt;/span&gt; and Wisdom. She is one of the Temple Keepers of the Sisterhood of the Rays.Dispensations: Will help any sincere Spiritual Seekers Align themselves with the Pyramid Energies and the Ascension Flames there within.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; A Healer and Protector of all Women and Children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When i askes myself the question, who am I? What  lives deep in me? Please Father, let me see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Later on I've received these messages...of the inner light that shines in me....i felt this really strongle...but at this time it was not necessary to reveal.I had just to re-member...it's like a litle later something happens and suddenly...doing this specifique thing...you re-member what lies beneeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It feels strange to write this down,because my whole life I good not really be me,always felt an outsider in any kind of thing.Like i didn't really fitted in, no lawyers or docters as parents,only a mom and 2 halfsisters who could drink my blood. Didn't wanna me to studying, that wouldn't be right.Why do i had to be different? Why do i pretent to be more, they asked thimselfs? It was there thinking...it was them my sister who hitted me,loked me up in the dark...and till i thought i would die...She had such power over me!Teachers who let me feel that i will never be this or that,if i didn't have a family willing to support./span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have battled many fields...THe only thing i could think was, not to give in/up...ALthough sometimes it was as if my heart got pulled out,this inner cry from the soul !&lt;br /&gt;Then that's mostly when the light comes up and show...Just cry it out,whatever it is...you'll be heard.The more often you do,the more often you'll be able to recognize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All the way i had this inner strength... i knew i would go to the end, "FATHER" beside me all the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The end is near,no more hiddings,everything must reveale...few steps on my own again,starting to desire for someone is there for me in no harmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This whole experience here on the planet called earth....were  I have so much learned and got hurt, brought me so much inner wisdom, SO I WILL ALWAYS RE-MEMBER IT WAS WORTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer for Dispensation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I call forth to Beloved Isis for an Anchoring and Activation of the Golden Ankh into my Heart Chakra to illuminate the Immortal Wisdom of the Goddess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO IT IS DONE. x 3 times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-6700488636123904608?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/6700488636123904608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=6700488636123904608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6700488636123904608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/6700488636123904608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/goddess-isis-keeper-of-pyramid-energies.html' title='Godess Isis'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/RdBIIRzutvI/AAAAAAAAAB0/g_rXhDthvWQ/s72-c/Isis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-3234377131169486271</id><published>2007-02-11T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:58.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always there's a place for you in my heart, not a single day goes by....that i don't get remind...how much love you gave me and still lives in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc_DohzutsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dPo4vc0ZWLA/s1600-h/My+Soulmate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc_DohzutsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dPo4vc0ZWLA/s400/My+Soulmate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030454409833658050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentleness of your touch,&lt;br /&gt;The sweet passion of your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of many pleasures,&lt;br /&gt;I treasure and so longingly miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much we've journeyed through,&lt;br /&gt;Never doubting my love for you,&lt;br /&gt;So many realities and dreams,&lt;br /&gt;You've made them all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shared so many joys,&lt;br /&gt;And also felt so many sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;My faith in love gives me the hope,&lt;br /&gt;To believe there is a tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifted with your loving harmony,&lt;br /&gt;Forever you'll be within my heart,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what each day brings,&lt;br /&gt;In my heart we'll never be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Love and only Love&lt;br /&gt;Always yours&lt;br /&gt;Mya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-3234377131169486271?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/3234377131169486271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=3234377131169486271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/3234377131169486271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/3234377131169486271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-always-ever-in-my-heart.html' title='Always there&apos;s a place for you in my heart, not a single day goes by....that i don&apos;t get remind...how much love you gave me and still lives in me'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc_DohzutsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dPo4vc0ZWLA/s72-c/My+Soulmate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-4299582067514273996</id><published>2007-02-10T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:58.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Whish upon Star; to follow were you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdbeuxzut0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fxdfz6jKtMg/s1600-h/dovetop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdbeuxzut0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fxdfz6jKtMg/s400/dovetop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032454528858765122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here a would like to write a litle more about my own experience,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i experienced as messages from the light.First i thought this came from Peter's(and for me so it was/is) counsiousness. Many puzzles must lead to let me see,how live is actually not real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit Guide you&lt;br /&gt;Let the spirit guide you beyond the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Let them guide you into the universe.&lt;br /&gt;They are waiting patiently for you.&lt;br /&gt;They are waiting for a sign.&lt;br /&gt;The password that will connect you.&lt;br /&gt;They will guide you.&lt;br /&gt;Teach you in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;Take the step into the pool of light.&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance on life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; THAT HOVERS THE HEAD OF EVERY PERSON ON EARTH. THE BRIGHTNESS OF THIS THE SOUL STAR VERY MUCH DEPENDS ON THE EVOLUTION OF SOUL EXTENSION ON EARTH .THE SOUL STAR IS NOT THE SOUL , BUT RATHER AN INSTRUMENT THROUGH WHICH THE SOUL DOES ITS WORK THIS SOUL STAR BECOMES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ABOUT SIX INCHES ABOVE THE HEAD IS A ETHERIC STAR OF LIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;ACTIVATED&lt;strong&gt; UPON USING THE SOUL MANTRA.THERE IS ALSO AN EARTH STAR ~ ABOUT SIX INCHES BELOW YOUR FEET . THIS IS YOUR CONNECTION WITH THE EARTH MOTHER AND THROUGH FOCUSHELPS GROUND YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toen ik bovenstaande las, was dit nogmaals een bevestiging voor mijn inzichten, of over hetgeen ik waar nam. &lt;br /&gt;Het was een opluchting enigzins dat ik niet gek was.Dat ik hetgene ik voelde geen verzinsel was om beter met Peter's heengaan te kunnen omgaan.&lt;br /&gt;Jullie zullen naarmate ik verder schrijf merken, dat hetgene ik mocht ervaren infeite een opeenvolging van openbaringen waren!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-4299582067514273996?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/4299582067514273996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=4299582067514273996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4299582067514273996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4299582067514273996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/whish-upon-star-to-follow-were-you-are.html' title='Whish upon Star; to follow were you are'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rdbeuxzut0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Fxdfz6jKtMg/s72-c/dovetop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086012707560648598.post-4448666052398372654</id><published>2007-02-10T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:47:58.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc6-pRzutpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pDQcE0SfWao/s1600-h/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030167450183710354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc6-pRzutpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pDQcE0SfWao/s400/031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting someone with your hart.&lt;br /&gt;With your Love.&lt;br /&gt;This is the most powerful experience&lt;br /&gt;you can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if they don't return your trust,&lt;br /&gt;your openness.&lt;br /&gt;You know you are giving everything&lt;br /&gt;you can.&lt;br /&gt;With an open hart, an open mind&lt;br /&gt;If we are not able to trust that everything is&lt;br /&gt;going to be the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;We are never able to become what&lt;br /&gt;we need to be.&lt;br /&gt;Pure Love!&lt;br /&gt;Pure Trust in ourself!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086012707560648598-4448666052398372654?l=mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/4448666052398372654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086012707560648598&amp;postID=4448666052398372654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4448666052398372654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086012707560648598/posts/default/4448666052398372654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-secretgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Mya =  Myriam = Mery Amon = geliefde van God</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16527256819039601092</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/_0k7dEzJg-oA/Rc6-pRzutpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pDQcE0SfWao/s72-c/031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
