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	<title>Comments on: when I am among the trees</title>
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	<description>Paula Josa-Jones</description>
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		<title>By: maria wulf</title>
		<link>https://www.paulajosajones.org/RideDanceWrite/2012/06/29/when-i-am-among-the-trees/#comment-197</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2012 00:39:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is so beautiful Paula,  I love the thought of the blue water and fine sand and islands untouched and well.  A constant calm beneath it all.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is so beautiful Paula,  I love the thought of the blue water and fine sand and islands untouched and well.  A constant calm beneath it all.</p>
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		<title>By: paulajosajones</title>
		<link>https://www.paulajosajones.org/RideDanceWrite/2012/06/29/when-i-am-among-the-trees/#comment-196</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 22:17:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are moving, sailing like big mother ships in the direction she has chosen.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We are moving, sailing like big mother ships in the direction she has chosen.</p>
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		<title>By: Nicole Rushin</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Nicole Rushin]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 20:05:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ahhhh, my sister became pregnant unexpectedly when she was only sixteen. When my niece was born our family came together around her like magnets. Like moths to a flame. She was and is still magical. I can&#039;t imagine where we would have ended up without her essence.  

It was quite a shock when we all found out - but oh what a cute baby! And such a funny toddler too! She kept me laughing in stitches all the time. She is now 20 years old. Where does the time go?

What we think are mistakes are usually blessings in disguise. But I am sure you know this.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahhhh, my sister became pregnant unexpectedly when she was only sixteen. When my niece was born our family came together around her like magnets. Like moths to a flame. She was and is still magical. I can&#8217;t imagine where we would have ended up without her essence.  </p>
<p>It was quite a shock when we all found out &#8211; but oh what a cute baby! And such a funny toddler too! She kept me laughing in stitches all the time. She is now 20 years old. Where does the time go?</p>
<p>What we think are mistakes are usually blessings in disguise. But I am sure you know this.</p>
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