<?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-8129783</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:51:40.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowflakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-115150898374180831</id><published>2006-06-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:36:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>Take me to a higher place to see things from your embrace. To walk in the coolness of morning and bask in the dew of your love. Open my eyes, open my heart to you. Under the shadow of your wing where i'm safe. Let the new day dawn. Let the dance begin...... Let footprints be left in sand, and let life come forth once more. Breath oh Ruach breath. I am yours and you are mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-115150898374180831?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/115150898374180831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=115150898374180831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/115150898374180831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/115150898374180831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2006/06/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-113863485973769571</id><published>2006-01-30T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T07:27:39.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dandilion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a difference a day makes............In love, understanding, friendship, growth.... What a difference a word makes...... they tear down and build up the heart. What a difference a look makes..... it shows love, compasion, discust, hatered also with the power to tear down or build up. Oh change my heart. Heal, so that i may sow in healing and love not out of protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113863485973769571?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113863485973769571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113863485973769571' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113863485973769571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113863485973769571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2006/01/dandilion.html' title='Dandilion'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-113830415852365477</id><published>2006-01-26T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:35:58.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Beam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Sitting in the warmth of your light, drinking in all that surrounds, feeling your love beating down, feeling of home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113830415852365477?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113830415852365477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113830415852365477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113830415852365477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113830415852365477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2006/01/sun-beam.html' title='Sun Beam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-113389103986538532</id><published>2005-12-06T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:43:59.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing under wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Fire is falling&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The water is rising&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The lone pipes play on purple mountain tops: Calling, Drawing. It's the longing of creation, the heart beat within.&lt;/span&gt; Drums beat- tempo forms. Who will follow? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;People drawn with heat renching love to offer their lives for the cause.&lt;/span&gt; Who will pray? Dance on injuctice?&lt;br /&gt;They dance- pushing barriors which try to hold them.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; NO!&lt;/span&gt; He is worth it. The cause is bigger than the death. Each step crys &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; breaking chains with double-edged  currents of air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Claiming back land &amp; dreams owned by the creator- drempt by His children.&lt;/span&gt; Joy fills their faces, beaming with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;His radience.&lt;/span&gt; Nothing can stop the beating of the spirit inside. The yearning to dance on cold stone pavements, leaving footprints of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;light &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;breath of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113389103986538532?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113389103986538532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113389103986538532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113389103986538532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113389103986538532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/12/dancing-under-wings.html' title='Dancing under wings'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-113285272242874965</id><published>2005-11-24T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:18:42.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sun rise&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; beauty tied up in tiny peices&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  love&lt;/span&gt;          the beauty of a delicate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt; gripped by the sparkling frost shimmering in the rayes        questions           sacrifices         hopes      &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; snowflakes&lt;/span&gt; driffting bring smiles       warmth           &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; love &lt;/span&gt;         the awsome knowledge of being loved by one who knows me deep within, yet sings&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; songs&lt;/span&gt; of love which melt my heart    He makes the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sun rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113285272242874965?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113285272242874965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113285272242874965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113285272242874965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113285272242874965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/11/sun-rise.html' title='Sun Rise'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-113155991024342059</id><published>2005-11-09T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:11:50.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honeysuckle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;What is this season you desire me to embrace? I give my deepest dream to you, I let go of me. Please let the song sing once more. Brokeness I will hold on to, though part of me wants it to end. I know i'm safe in your arms. My true friend whisper words that encourage, change me; mould the intricate pattern you can see. Part of the picture i see at present, but help me focus on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113155991024342059?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113155991024342059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113155991024342059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113155991024342059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113155991024342059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/11/honeysuckle.html' title='honeysuckle'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-113120397257859633</id><published>2005-11-05T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T07:19:32.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Lord make me a bird today, so I can spread my wings and fly away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-113120397257859633?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/113120397257859633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=113120397257859633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113120397257859633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/113120397257859633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/11/soaring.html' title='Soaring'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-112816086652050072</id><published>2005-10-01T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T03:01:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The precious broken pot lay on the ground smashed into a carpet of tiny fragments. All the time, dreams, desires, hopes and love seemed now gone forever. Left speachless by the aching pain in her heart she knelt scooping up the fragments with her hands. Holding them tight she clung hoping for some comfort. Her eyes welled up. Sharp edges peiced through her hands causing small drops of blood to run down her fingers. She had to let go, if she held any tighter the pain would be to overwhelming. Sheets of rain begun falling,   she unclenched her hands and watched it wash her heart away into the ground once more. Hope disappeared. She remained kneeling and with the last part of her breath she cryed out.......... Heat sunk deep into her back, the soft tinggling of warmth breathed upon her. She opened her eyes to see what had happened.  The ground glimered in sunlight that shone through the rain. As she looked closer tiny rainbows appeared in each fragment. Were hope had disappeared once more it was born to a greater degree than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-112816086652050072?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/112816086652050072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=112816086652050072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112816086652050072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112816086652050072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/10/emptyness.html' title='Emptyness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-112359110282612672</id><published>2005-08-09T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T05:38:22.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breeze</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A warm breeze surrounds me as I sit basking in the deluge of thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Excitement fills me as I know I am being called home. The next step, the beauty and the wonder. What's ahead....Fears strike as thoughts arise. Will it be the same or different? Will I fit in? My heart aches at the thought of change. I don't want to be shut out, to feel different. As friends move on and life changes. I sit soaking up the breeze, wondering.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then on the air a beautiful fragrance surrounds me. He is there, no matter what He will be with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-112359110282612672?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/112359110282612672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=112359110282612672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112359110282612672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112359110282612672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/08/breeze.html' title='Breeze'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-112152499438490241</id><published>2005-07-16T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T07:43:18.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crystal</title><content type='html'>Tears trikled down, no one knew. They fell crashing to the ground carrying sections of her heart. Inside each droplet colours of the rainbow shone. Faithfulness. Alone. A melody begain to play moving around the place she knelt. 'In death dance again, in the unknown trust my hand', was the beat of the voice that came through. 'I know the steps, don't stay in a place of darkness when all i have for you is outside. Push through, keep going, trust me.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-112152499438490241?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/112152499438490241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=112152499438490241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112152499438490241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/112152499438490241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/07/crystal.html' title='crystal'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111736316790660722</id><published>2005-05-29T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T03:39:27.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>spiraling down. Not understanding, the same streets. Is it not time for something new? Why do i trip on the same stones? The heart beats for fresh places, to grow. When does the freedom appear? The breakthrough from old to new. To soar on the hights and dwell where overflowing love exists. Never exspireing but gushing forth. To not encircle thoughts but find peace. As the deep cry from within resounds causing wave upon wave. Will it be heard? Will the answer come? It dwells in a sweet melody carried by the encirciling softness in a breeze. Life. Renewed strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111736316790660722?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111736316790660722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111736316790660722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111736316790660722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111736316790660722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/05/rollercoaster.html' title='Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111580507299294048</id><published>2005-05-11T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:51:13.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragrance</title><content type='html'>Mysterious movements over hights under depths. The ever flowing steps, the yearning and searching. The calling echoes penetrating the heart. The light pours out through the darkness which creeps. The wonder of song which dwells like a fragrance surrounding, comforting. Never lifting but faithful. Holding dreams untold. Grasping the essance of being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111580507299294048?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111580507299294048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111580507299294048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111580507299294048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111580507299294048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/05/fragrance.html' title='Fragrance'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111433559883062639</id><published>2005-04-24T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:39:58.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mist</title><content type='html'>Extravigant blessing poured all over. Peace that blows and surrounds causing drawing and yearning of heart. Though future is like walking by the beach when the mist rolls in. Glimpsing the route. Feeling and hearing the draw of the waves. The soft touch of the path cuts and erases me over time. When will the light burn through? The mist seems to surround my mind clouding my thoughts. Bring clarity of mind that i might be able to focus and hear the still small voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111433559883062639?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111433559883062639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111433559883062639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111433559883062639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111433559883062639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/04/mist.html' title='mist'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111303817394839109</id><published>2005-04-09T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T02:16:13.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unity</title><content type='html'>Wondering through bustling endless streets. isolated. Feeling the colour and difference. Not one of them. Wanting to hide away from the feeling of being one of physical opposites. The need to blend in increses. Not being able to comunicate the depth of my heart. Words come but no one understands. Talking in riddles of mixed actions. In the dream of creation the heart beat sings songs of love mixed with oneness. The binding words of truth that were spoken at the begining of time, when light was all that had been uttered and that dwelt. Linked with them as brothers and sisters by these words, yet as seperate as earth from sky. Cause your bond of life to flow joining hearts away from the seperation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111303817394839109?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111303817394839109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111303817394839109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111303817394839109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111303817394839109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/04/unity.html' title='unity'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111192069574884399</id><published>2005-03-27T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T02:51:35.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currents</title><content type='html'>Built up all around me. No place for vision to see what is ahead. Distractions. Lights, colours, people. Alone, yet you are near. What is the plan, the direction. I know this is your will, yet i can't yet see the bud opening to reveal the steps. However when i breath in deep closing my eyes from around i feel your touch. The swallow swoops. Simplicity crys out. Lord i desire you - please overwhelm me. Let your protection be as a wind that envelops never cesing....Take my feet, i will follow your direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111192069574884399?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111192069574884399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111192069574884399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111192069574884399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111192069574884399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/03/currents.html' title='Currents'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-111184979822337268</id><published>2005-03-26T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:09:58.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is Risen :)</title><content type='html'>HAPPY EASTER! I hope you all have a very special day. With all my love and prayers from Rachel xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111184979822337268?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111184979822337268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111184979822337268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111184979822337268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111184979822337268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/03/he-is-risen.html' title='He is Risen :)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-111020346643008430</id><published>2005-03-07T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T05:51:06.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unknown</title><content type='html'>Standing by the edge of a beautiful garden. Looking back i can see a path laden with flowers, mixed with footprints. Turning to face the frount, i am hit by a misty path. Unsure yet secure in him, all i can do is take the next step. There is no visable path, will it appeare when my foot hits the air and my weight changes to step forward? What if everything behind me is lost? A hand then gently takes mine and says &lt;em&gt;come we will take this next step together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-111020346643008430?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/111020346643008430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=111020346643008430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111020346643008430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/111020346643008430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/03/unknown.html' title='unknown'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-110810742163020281</id><published>2005-02-11T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:37:01.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your faithfulness keeps me going through times which are hard. The skys announce it in morning sunrise, evenings pink sky and moon. They shout out &lt;em&gt;'Faithful God so unchanging, Ageless one you my Rock of Peace'.&lt;/em&gt; What can I do but worship you, lift your Name on high. You are the same forever. Strong Tower, keep me safe, hide and protect. When all around seems to blend with spinning, the center focuse is still where you dwell. Keep me in the center with you, so that I do not get caught up in endless spinning. Keep my focuse on You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110810742163020281?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110810742163020281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110810742163020281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110810742163020281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110810742163020281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/02/faithfulness.html' title='Faithfulness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110616356082058742</id><published>2005-01-19T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T11:39:20.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty yet full</title><content type='html'>The sun shone out its glorious beams on all that surrounded, the snow hid everything in silent whiteness.. There in frount was the mountain to be climbed. What is this new year, new season? Why is it full of pearcing pain and brokeness? falling on grazed knees, drops of dimond clear water fell...this path seemed a lonley one. Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110616356082058742?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110616356082058742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110616356082058742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110616356082058742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110616356082058742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/01/empty-yet-full.html' title='Empty yet full'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110479084165336218</id><published>2005-01-01T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:20:41.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops</title><content type='html'>They fell silently, like rain falling down a window pain. From deep within they welled up, causing a motion that wouldn't stop. How can a new begining start this way? In breathless brokeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110479084165336218?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110479084165336218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110479084165336218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110479084165336218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110479084165336218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2005/01/teardrops.html' title='Teardrops'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110448719889374049</id><published>2004-12-31T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T02:02:43.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first flake fell&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;Silently, softly dancing and swirling. It had been carved by the hands of a skillfil master. It sparkled as it caught the sunlight...Fufiling the purpose of its creator. To spend its only few seconds on earth singing and dancing out praise to Him, in beautiful silence. Knowone knew it had lead the way. No one saw its soft decent. Yet it worshiped him with all it had. Once it had landed, ice turned to water....Then a storm blew and thousands of tiny flakes fell in worship to the Glory of their creator. Yet not one knew of the first flake, except He who had composed every part of its life, who knew all and saw all. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It gave as He did all that it had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110448719889374049?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110448719889374049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110448719889374049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110448719889374049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110448719889374049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/12/flake.html' title='Flake'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110384338877701724</id><published>2004-12-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T15:09:48.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thawing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The thaw begain, and Spring started to appear. The glistening trees begain to bud and the ice blue sky no longer froze the morning. She could breath once more. The dance begain as her lover, and king approched taking her hand. The next paragraph was about to be written&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110384338877701724?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110384338877701724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110384338877701724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110384338877701724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110384338877701724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/12/thawing.html' title='Thawing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-110259795475016173</id><published>2004-12-09T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T14:59:36.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>She stood her feet touching the new ground. The sent of spring was encircling her movements. Yet from the ground things started to appear which strangled and gripped around her ankles and neck. They sucked out life, and caused lonleness. She wanted to move forward, to press through but it was too hard to fight. The promise was a New Day, to go backwards would be destroying, yet moving forward felt exhausting. Her lovers voice was faint on the wind.  Words of life begain stiring the darkness. A choice lay at her feet to listen, too pick up her sword and fight or to be draged into darkness where nothing could be seen. The fight was not her own... Strength gushed forth as she knelt to raise her sword. Now is the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110259795475016173?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110259795475016173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110259795475016173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110259795475016173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110259795475016173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/12/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110193332875749334</id><published>2004-12-01T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T12:35:28.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkles</title><content type='html'>Covered in sparkles from head to toe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110193332875749334?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110193332875749334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110193332875749334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110193332875749334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110193332875749334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/12/sparkles.html' title='Sparkles'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110142215752585683</id><published>2004-11-25T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:35:57.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its one month till Christmas!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110142215752585683?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110142215752585683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110142215752585683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110142215752585683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110142215752585683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/11/excited.html' title='Excited!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-110115060782889459</id><published>2004-11-22T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:10:07.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glistening </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The night was dark and frozen. The freashness caught my breath carrying it away to nearby thoughts. The leaves were tight and crispy, causing crunching underfoot. Then the gentle moon light opened before my eyes an aray of dimonds. They twinkled softly in the beams reflacting the smallness of light given to them. They filled my mind with awe and caused a wash of love to flood my heart. He was there in the darkness, he never left. He was there. Tears fell catching moon beams, falling into his open hand...Glistening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-110115060782889459?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/110115060782889459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=110115060782889459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110115060782889459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/110115060782889459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/11/glistening.html' title='Glistening '/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109984485147177292</id><published>2004-11-07T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T08:27:31.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Beam</title><content type='html'>It broke through slicing darkness and cloud with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;double edged blade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warmth&lt;/span&gt; was restored, life continued to grow. The &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;thawing&lt;/span&gt; of the frost begain. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shafts caused awakening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The ancient call resounded. Darkness had no place anymore.... winter had passed. It was time to cut off old branches and dig up old roots. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREEEDOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109984485147177292?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109984485147177292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109984485147177292' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109984485147177292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109984485147177292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/11/sun-beam.html' title='Sun Beam'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-109941856454639217</id><published>2004-11-02T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T10:02:44.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisp Freashness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mittens!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109941856454639217?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109941856454639217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109941856454639217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109941856454639217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109941856454639217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/11/crisp-freashness.html' title='Crisp Freashness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-109890768692001823</id><published>2004-10-22T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T13:13:36.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Captured</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky was painted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every cloud edged in Gold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The leaves they danced;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spun,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever upwards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever downwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their colours causing thick swoops of every changing beauty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wind encompases and surrounds,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blowing me away till only He is found.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause me to fly;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soar,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In His precence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In His love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky adorned with a whisper of rainbow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His kalidescopic Autumn love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captures my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109890768692001823?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109890768692001823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109890768692001823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109890768692001823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109890768692001823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/10/captured.html' title='Captured'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109802311960428335</id><published>2004-10-17T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T09:00:33.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She held out a little wooden box carfully in her hands not wanting to break the parts which were fragile. It had been carried through her life. It was beautiful, the best present she had ever been given. The workmanship that had gone into the carving and shape was uniqe. It had been given to her by her creator. Inside she carried all her dreams, desires, jewles she had collected and precious objects that had been given to her. However, throughout her walk she had come across many situations. Each bared its mark on the box. Somethings were good adding beauty and strength. Yet others broke it causing crumbling and splintering. Tears ran down her face as she looked at the box. The memories still ran deep. Approching her maker she held the box before him. She new it was time to give him all the precious articals encolosed within. He bent down and gathered her up in his arms. Then gently he took hold of the box and held it to his heart....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109802311960428335?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109802311960428335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109802311960428335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109802311960428335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109802311960428335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/10/box.html' title='The Box'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109743297388754775</id><published>2004-10-10T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T11:29:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn</title><content type='html'>As she knelt the wind picked up around her, stiring and rustling the trees. It was time. Time to walk into the dawn of a new day, leaving behind once and for all the past, never again to look back. Suddenly, light shone around, and a double edged blade decended cutting off her back the old from new. The weight of the past fell to the ground of the darkness, and in the distance colour begain to appear in the path ahead, and life started to swirl. She was free, free to rise. The voice of her lover could now be heard on the breeze. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Take of your old robe which bares the scares from the past, and put on the new robe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was his song. The new robe was lighter and a canvis waiting to be adorned. Then he burst forth into melody and harmony which brought joy, peace and love. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rise up&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;daughter, rise up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As she rose the first plants begun to break through the ground and the river burst forth. Thank you Lord for your faithfulness and love. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109743297388754775?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109743297388754775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109743297388754775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109743297388754775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109743297388754775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/10/dawn.html' title='Dawn'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109725152283414260</id><published>2004-10-08T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:06:53.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laughter</title><content type='html'>The awsome once a year exsperiance of running down the road kicking and crunching the leaves! Watching the warm colours gleam in rays of hot golden sun, whilst seeing your breath in the cold crip air! What beauty. Laughter and love fills my heart. Lord your faithfulness, your awsome presance. Your laughter, your strong arm around me and your neverending love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109725152283414260?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109725152283414260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109725152283414260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109725152283414260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109725152283414260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/10/laughter.html' title='laughter'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109709389491981299</id><published>2004-10-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T13:18:14.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arise, this is a new day</title><content type='html'>She stood staring into the sky as the soft rain fell on her face. The path had changed. Things looked different, things felt different. Yet, in the depth of her heart there was a peace that dwelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence broke suddenly and A call echoed in the sound of a new day dawning. The sound peirced the very center of her heart, causing her to fall to her kness. The call was sent by her love, summoning her to rise up, for winter was over. Flowers would once more dwell in her path. &lt;em&gt;Her mind spun round with thoughts, never concluding always questioning. Is this right? what is happening? What are you saying? i need you direction, wisdom. Please don't let the old pain come back it would finnish me this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when she searched that place in her heart that had once been torn, she noticed that the pain from winter had been washed away by unfailing love. This call summoned a different &lt;em&gt;pain&lt;/em&gt;. One that cried out in the deepest, innermost place of her being &lt;em&gt;LORD I NEED YOU&lt;/em&gt;. As she cried, a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;melody&lt;/span&gt; drifted in on the breeze.....The &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;swallows&lt;/span&gt; flew over head....&amp;amp; the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; began to rise...There was no answer, just an overwhelming sence of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109709389491981299?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109709389491981299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109709389491981299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109709389491981299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109709389491981299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/10/arise-this-is-new-day.html' title='Arise, this is a new day'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-109549695796163271</id><published>2004-09-18T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T01:42:37.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pull &amp; call</title><content type='html'>The sea lies still over the horizon yet pulls in the shore releasing tumbleing waves. Sunlight shines on wet sands, shimmering gold. He is here, he waits.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109549695796163271?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109549695796163271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109549695796163271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109549695796163271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109549695796163271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/09/pull-call.html' title='The pull &amp; call'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-109526440047355092</id><published>2004-09-15T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:07:02.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey home</title><content type='html'>A double strong rainbow to welcome us back!A gift from the faithful one. The pitch black of the sky mingled with the brightness of the sun, and inbetween a curved band of bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109526440047355092?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109526440047355092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109526440047355092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109526440047355092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109526440047355092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/09/journey-home.html' title='The journey home'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109480734503310032</id><published>2004-09-10T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T02:09:05.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bonnie Banks of Scotland :)</title><content type='html'>In the arms of my creator i exsplore the created. The wonders of mountains, hills, streams and the shimmering of sunlight on the lochs shores. The awsomeness of colour, the stillness of rest. The beauty in the smallest thing. The wind rushing through you as you cycle down hills. His presence ever surrounding and encircleing. laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109480734503310032?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109480734503310032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109480734503310032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109480734503310032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109480734503310032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/09/bonnie-banks-of-scotland.html' title='The Bonnie Banks of Scotland :)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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-8129783.post-109430138286404795</id><published>2004-09-04T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T05:36:22.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a journey of beauty</title><content type='html'>Flying high, soaring through beams of love filled warmth and light. The lul of the track through &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mountains and streams&lt;/span&gt;. The sunset painting the sky with colours unimaginable. The Hearld of the night, then rising from the depth a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red moon rose&lt;/span&gt;:) resounding the call of a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;new day&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;new dance!&lt;/span&gt; Walking into the monestry the awsome sent of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;frankincense &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mur&lt;/span&gt; encompased and relaxed. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God is here, he dwells in his mighty power&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Restoration, laughter, love&lt;/span&gt; in the safty of his encircleing arms. In the early hours i am awoken by the sound of beautiful worship, as mass is taken. The songs remind me of the faithfulness of God and his neverendingness. He is beauty, he is king. He dwells with me in sleep, and through walking of day. Swimming in pools of his warmth and water in the beatting heat of the day, He protects and He watches. I am on a journey of beauty, in the sound of a new day. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dwelling in his precence and peace&lt;/span&gt;........This is just the beginning:)    To all my friends who are on holiday or resting I had the verse ' Be still and know that I am God' Dwell in his peace. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I thinking and praying for you all x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109430138286404795?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109430138286404795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109430138286404795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109430138286404795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109430138286404795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-journey-of-beauty.html' title='On a journey of beauty'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8129783.post-109386312907989976</id><published>2004-08-30T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T03:52:09.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling softly </title><content type='html'>The begining of the journey, staring to be transformed. Falling into the arms of my maker. Future uncertin, path always being formed..... Faithful and true are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8129783-109386312907989976?l=snowflakesdance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/feeds/109386312907989976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8129783&amp;postID=109386312907989976' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109386312907989976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8129783/posts/default/109386312907989976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowflakesdance.blogspot.com/2004/08/falling-softly.html' title='Falling softly '/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07389121398820887817</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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
