<?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-28276788</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:51:57.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of the Mother</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartofthemother.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28276788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartofthemother.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Red Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375159936020812334</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28276788.post-114788279459852892</id><published>2006-05-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T09:19:54.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if you were asked iif you wanted to meet your Self?&lt;br /&gt;In that moment you had never even realized that you weren't knowing who you really were.&lt;br /&gt;In that asking you allowed a light to enter you that could not have entered before.&lt;br /&gt;Your Self has never been realized and yet has been always hidden inside a counterfeit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I then I cry" What and why have I hidden myself underneath this false charade?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, what am I, how do I feel, what is the sound of my voice, what are my words, my smiles, my carings?I want to you, I don't want to crawl around in this self deception anymore reaching for you through these words, I call out to you with a throat of longing&lt;br /&gt;Mother, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply, deeply yearn for union, this realization.&lt;br /&gt;I look into my heart and feel the longing!I close my eyes and scream for you inside a silent throated yearning.&lt;br /&gt;How long will this fire take burning out the old false one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth grit wide and freeze in helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;Will you come, will you arise soon to be seen and known by me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28276788-114788279459852892?l=heartofthemother.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartofthemother.blogspot.com/feeds/114788279459852892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28276788&amp;postID=114788279459852892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28276788/posts/default/114788279459852892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28276788/posts/default/114788279459852892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartofthemother.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-if-you-were-asked-iif-you-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Tara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13375159936020812334</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></feed>
