<?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-6816216453477788117</id><updated>2011-08-27T09:01:54.630-07:00</updated><category term='new direction'/><category term='women'/><category term='babies'/><category term='dust storm'/><category term='earth'/><category term='grace'/><category term='death'/><category term='new beginnings'/><category term='loss'/><category term='sisterhood'/><category term='change'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='New year'/><category term='woman'/><category term='Australian'/><category term='conference'/><category term='uncertainty'/><category term='contentment'/><category term='faith'/><category term='create'/><category term='evolution'/><category term='hope'/><category term='think'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='mothers day'/><category term='police chase'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='heart felt thanks.'/><category term='pets'/><category term='goddess'/><category term='home birth'/><category term='crossroads'/><category term='era'/><category term='car fatality'/><category term='bush fires'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Tweedle Boob'/><title type='text'>Spirited Woman</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></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-6816216453477788117.post-2474170496671666765</id><published>2010-11-29T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:26:29.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new direction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TPSZD-GdNRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RC0b3A1jyJc/s1600/christmas%2B08%2B027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545225334688658706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TPSZD-GdNRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RC0b3A1jyJc/s200/christmas%2B08%2B027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it has been a rollercoaster few months with highs and lows of emotion and doubt. Having stepped away somewhat from my traditional form of income it was time to make some decisions about the future. However it seemed to take a long time for any clarity or conviction to appear. Not being very good at 'doing nothing' I tried pushing for some results but of course the answers come when we are in a 'space' to recieve them. Thankfully a whole new direction for myself and the website manifested at 1.00am in the morning the night I had decided to give it all away. So for the last few weeks I have been busy working with a team to bring this new vision into being. With guidance and yes patience, my energy, faith and dream has been restored and I am so terribly excited about the new path Spirited Women is taking. Can't reveal too much more until we are ready to roll but can't wait to introduce you to the new look and focus. Have a very merry christmas everyone. Stay safe and relax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-2474170496671666765?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/2474170496671666765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/11/evolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2474170496671666765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2474170496671666765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/11/evolution.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TPSZD-GdNRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RC0b3A1jyJc/s72-c/christmas%2B08%2B027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-1553898859431909226</id><published>2010-10-25T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:46:14.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TMYy3A3IyJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h71bRNzwL3Y/s1600/clouds+and+sun+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532165112976689298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TMYy3A3IyJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h71bRNzwL3Y/s200/clouds+and+sun+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last month has been an 'interesting' one. Many of my beliefs and patterns have been either challenged or brought to the fore. I have at times felt adrift, doubtful, distressed and confused. At other times there has been such a sweet surrender and trust that all is exactly where it should be. By allowing myself to just feel all of this without getting 'caught' in it, I have created the space for guidance and clarity to emerge. In fact it emerged at one o'clock in the morning during my sleep. Now I have a sense of excitement and quiet anticipation for the new that is unfolding for both the website and myself. I know that there will be 'birthing pains' and a hell of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of preparation, but the end result will be worth it. So stay tuned, I will introduce you to my new baby in the coming months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-1553898859431909226?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/1553898859431909226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/10/clarity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1553898859431909226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1553898859431909226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/10/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TMYy3A3IyJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h71bRNzwL3Y/s72-c/clouds+and+sun+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-7266703437156912133</id><published>2010-09-30T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:11:56.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossroads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Uncertainty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TKUz8VpVoAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3hyD6FyliAs/s1600/mooloolaba+beach+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522877629735477250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TKUz8VpVoAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3hyD6FyliAs/s200/mooloolaba+beach+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I finally have taken a leap of faith. Last term I stepped away from my class and have returned to supply teaching. After 15 years of teaching I am letting it go. I felt I needed to close that door before another would open. My body again let me know that what I was doing was not good for my health - physically, mentally and spiritually and that it was time to take care. So I have been sitting in uncertainty for the last few weeks, unsure of my new direction or work choice. Interestingly enough I am quite at peace with that. Very unlike me as I tend to need to know when, what, how and who so I can 'do' something. This 'being' and trusting stuff is unfamiliar. I am excited about the possibilities, about placing it all in the hands of something higher. In the meantime I will enjoy the change and the freedom that comes with the unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-7266703437156912133?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/7266703437156912133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/09/uncertainty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/7266703437156912133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/7266703437156912133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/09/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty.'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TKUz8VpVoAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3hyD6FyliAs/s72-c/mooloolaba+beach+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-1459958021001307383</id><published>2010-06-05T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:21:51.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hugger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TAsvswtX6WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tWm6tdQYjFE/s1600/me+and+pete+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479525817662302562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TAsvswtX6WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tWm6tdQYjFE/s200/me+and+pete+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I participated as part of the 'Hug Patrol' at the Environment Day Festival. I joined up because I thought it would be fun and I actually like giving hugs. I also think that there is not enough 'touch' in the world anymore. With all the new technology that helps us 'keep in touch', I feel that there is more and more people who feel isolated and lonely. I was amazed at how many people not only welcomed a hug but really took something from it. As one lady said, " If you happen to live on your own, it is very rare that you get to be hugged. Even my family doesn't hug very much anymore". We are so careful about being correct. And I know that there are many people out there that abuse the privilege of touch, but we are so frightened now to hug and hold, even when there are people and children out there screaming for some human contact and caring. If I have to wear a t-shirt and hat and work with a team to promote postive human touch and contact, If I have to go to events where it is sanctioned, to spread some warmth and love, then I am more than willing to do so. Perhaps if we hugged more, with more people, establishing non-threatening, non-sexual ways to connect, then there wouldn't be such inclination for others to take it violently. Being hugged makes you feel good - connected, appreciated, loved and special. I invite you to hug as many people as you can and feel the flow back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-1459958021001307383?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/1459958021001307383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-hugger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1459958021001307383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1459958021001307383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-hugger.html' title='Happy Hugger'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/TAsvswtX6WI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tWm6tdQYjFE/s72-c/me+and+pete+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-335945869856971373</id><published>2010-03-24T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:33:39.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police chase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car fatality'/><title type='text'>Need For Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S6qvBbnPTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bGSd63EniQA/s1600/art+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452362738012474594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S6qvBbnPTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bGSd63EniQA/s200/art+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so saddened by the death of the young family in the recent police chase. This after the two year old was killed about a month ago. I have to ask myself where our priorities lay. The ones being chased were in a stolen car. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt; car, life, car, life...... Surely it is not worth putting people's lives at risk for the chance of returning a stolen car. I am sure the person who owned the car would rather the family be spared. Conducting police pursuits over such things as stolen property, money, drugs, running a red light etc cannot be justified when it puts other people's lives at risk. If the the persons driving the car have done wrong then they will not stop for the police! I am not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;condoning&lt;/span&gt; their behaviour nor do I think we need to let these types of crimes go unaccounted for, I just don't think the car chases are necessary. My blessings and heart go out the family and friends of the family and the driver of the car.  Such senseless mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-335945869856971373?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/335945869856971373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/03/need-for-speed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/335945869856971373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/335945869856971373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/03/need-for-speed.html' title='Need For Speed'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S6qvBbnPTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bGSd63EniQA/s72-c/art+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-2797574888112661884</id><published>2010-03-04T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:52:53.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think'/><title type='text'>Thinking Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S5Bx9xf_O8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SowpaAcNphU/s1600-h/Misc+july+06+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444977255564393410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S5Bx9xf_O8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SowpaAcNphU/s200/Misc+july+06+168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month's newsletter is all about how powerful our thoughts can be, which for me couldn't be more timely. I am a real thinker, in fact I seem to be constantly thinking, not only about work, creative pursuits, the many lists I have but about dinner, the shopping, home work etc etc etc. About 90% of those thoughts would be unconscious, a constant dribble of 'to do's' and 'shoulds'. It got to the point this week where I could feel myself teetering on the brink of overwhelm (also something I used to do exceptionally well). I don't allow myself to go there anymore, after realising it was a complete waste of time and energy, and knowing that if I got myself into this state I could also get myself out. Hence the benefit of conscious and directed thought. I took a deep breath and took a step back, re-prioritised, set my thoughts into a postive direction and then surrendered into grace. How much easier is it then to achieve what I need to do - and if not getting everything done, realising that it will happen in good time. Our thoughts are so powerful that they effect us on every level. Thank goodness I not only had the reminder this month but also the awareness to change them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-2797574888112661884?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/2797574888112661884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2797574888112661884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2797574888112661884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking-thoughts.html' title='Thinking Thoughts'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S5Bx9xf_O8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SowpaAcNphU/s72-c/Misc+july+06+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-2826956411859332133</id><published>2010-01-25T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:56:54.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Aussie Born and Bred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S15K1jBaOyI/AAAAAAAAADw/TjFg_6ayfYA/s1600-h/beach+and+dam+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430860484450073378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S15K1jBaOyI/AAAAAAAAADw/TjFg_6ayfYA/s200/beach+and+dam+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to let everyone know how blessed I feel to be living in Australia. "The lucky country" seems very fitting. I know that we have our problems and concerns as a country - politically, socially, economically, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;environmentally&lt;/span&gt; - but I know that I can wake up each morning and feel safe. I know that my children will be fed, and educated. I know that my husband will return to me each night. I know that I have choices. Here in Australia we are so nourished and I want to acknowledge that. Protect our country's beauty and her children, let us remain what makes us uniquely Australian and let us honour what Mother Earth has provided for us here. Happy Australia Day everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. Sending healing energy to Haiti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-2826956411859332133?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/2826956411859332133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/01/aussie-born-and-bred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2826956411859332133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2826956411859332133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/01/aussie-born-and-bred.html' title='Aussie Born and Bred'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S15K1jBaOyI/AAAAAAAAADw/TjFg_6ayfYA/s72-c/beach+and+dam+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-2195998077945401494</id><published>2010-01-02T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:52:41.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginnings'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S0AGb1LEYBI/AAAAAAAAADo/FvtcTMrBHiQ/s1600-h/weekend+away+09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422341026553815058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S0AGb1LEYBI/AAAAAAAAADo/FvtcTMrBHiQ/s200/weekend+away+09+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent New Years Eve 2009 in the Aussie traditional way, drinks with friends. Other friends of mine spent it going on sacred journey as a gateway into 2010. I kinda wish I had done the same as I think 2010 is going to be a significant year. Apart from whatever was going on astrologically, it was full moon and a blue moon! With all that is happening in World, it would have been satisfying on so many levels to start the year setting intentions, and being a part of a group expressing peace to the World. I recently watched "Forrest Gump" and in the New Year's eve scene a woman says 'Don't you just love New Year, everybody gets a second chance.' But I am thinking why just at New Years? Every moment offers us a choice. It offers us a chance to choose peace over fear, higher energy over ego, responding over reacting, positivity over negativity. And I guess it doesn't have to be New Years Eve to honour and celebrate 'gateways' or 'new beginnings'. It comes back to the individual. As an individual my intent for 2010 is to come from a place of love and respect. I offer it to you.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-2195998077945401494?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/2195998077945401494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2195998077945401494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/2195998077945401494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/S0AGb1LEYBI/AAAAAAAAADo/FvtcTMrBHiQ/s72-c/weekend+away+09+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-5280547327704861209</id><published>2009-12-14T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:41:05.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SycEvlLYcBI/AAAAAAAAADg/c0vLUbqtOh8/s1600-h/dog,bike,grad+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415302292416524306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SycEvlLYcBI/AAAAAAAAADg/c0vLUbqtOh8/s200/dog,bike,grad+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is almost the end of the year and I could drag out all the old cliche comments about time, christmas, New Year. But I don't want to wish you any of that. If I were to wish you anything at this time of year and at any time of the year it would be contentment. I wish you the warm, lush, peaceful, deep, nurturing, joyous feeling of being content. It is such a rare gift, one that we may only experience at fleeting moments before we move onto the next thing we have to do, be, get, achieve, reach......... There is something to be said for babies and animals who don't try to be anything other than what they are meant to be. Can you pull that feeling of contentment into your being and just relish it in for awhile? That is my invitation and gift to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-5280547327704861209?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/5280547327704861209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-contentment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/5280547327704861209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/5280547327704861209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-contentment.html' title='Christmas Contentment'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SycEvlLYcBI/AAAAAAAAADg/c0vLUbqtOh8/s72-c/dog,bike,grad+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-713754014253834902</id><published>2009-11-13T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:09:47.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goddess'/><title type='text'>Goddess Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sv0iPNRMA9I/AAAAAAAAADY/J-XyLDqXBrE/s1600-h/ws_Grass_Spirals_2560x1920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403512772569596882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sv0iPNRMA9I/AAAAAAAAADY/J-XyLDqXBrE/s200/ws_Grass_Spirals_2560x1920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I attended a three day conference on the Gold Coast. It was three days of workshops, chanting, feasting, ceremony, celebration and learning. It was three days of being surrounded by women who honour the Goddess in many ways and who themselves are expressing the Goddess essence. There were women who work with the Divine Feminine energy for a living and many women who just wanted to be able to spend time exploring what this meant for them. It was pretty incredible to be in such a sacred and safe space with so many beautiful women. Not once did I feel an ounce of judgement or competition, comparison or resentment. The Goddess Conference may not be everyone's cup of tea but the 'fragrance' and 'taste' of the experience certainly lingers on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-713754014253834902?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/713754014253834902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/11/goddess-gathering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/713754014253834902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/713754014253834902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/11/goddess-gathering.html' title='Goddess Gathering'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sv0iPNRMA9I/AAAAAAAAADY/J-XyLDqXBrE/s72-c/ws_Grass_Spirals_2560x1920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-3107005225036994709</id><published>2009-10-02T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:13:17.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dust storm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>Dusting off our lethargy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SsapQv4jAOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iT4QXD02x4I/s1600-h/dust+storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180109392019682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SsapQv4jAOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iT4QXD02x4I/s200/dust+storm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well how incredible and eerie were the dust storms that hit us. From my verandah I could not see the house in the valley below us. It was suffocating in its intensity. If ever there was a reminder that we are just visitors on this earth and not masters (as we often kid ourselves we are) then the bizarre weather patterns are throwing it in our faces, literally! I guess that we cannot keep taking from Mother Earth and not expect her to give it back in some respect. She will be trying to recreate balance, to heal and we are helpless in the power of her quest to do so. I sat that day and blessed her and gave thanks that I was able to live where I do and have her beauty around me, even in the dust of the air. We become so complacent in our arrogance and in the end that could be our undoing. Time to dust off our lethargy and take a good look at how we can work in conjunction with the earth to create balance and harmony. To be more firmly in the role of custodians, to help us help ourselves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-3107005225036994709?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/3107005225036994709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/10/dusting-of-our-lethargy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/3107005225036994709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/3107005225036994709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/10/dusting-of-our-lethargy.html' title='Dusting off our lethargy'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SsapQv4jAOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/iT4QXD02x4I/s72-c/dust+storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-6880674543848546068</id><published>2009-08-13T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:48:28.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home birth'/><title type='text'>Home birth blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SoTdqRBAijI/AAAAAAAAADI/7TMUo6HiQ18/s1600-h/homebirth-rally%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369660373924350514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SoTdqRBAijI/AAAAAAAAADI/7TMUo6HiQ18/s200/homebirth-rally%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the pleasure and gift of having home births with both my children, one in WA the other here in Qld. My daughter was fully involved in the process listening to the heart beat, taking my blood pressure etc, listening to midwife and I discussing the progress. Both mid wives were wonderful women who guided and nurtured me before, during and after the birth. Everything about my home birth was beautiful. I was more afraid to go to the hospital even though I would have if advised. They were two of the most empowering experiences in my life. I can't imagine how I would have felt if that choice and experience was taken away from me. This was my body and my baby. I was well prepared and well informed. Both babies were born healthy and well. I know complications can happen, but they can happen in any birth with or without a hospital. I purposely and consciously chose a non medical birth.  Presently the Australian government is trying to make it illegal for women to employ a midwife to have at a home birth. It is a $30,000 for the midwife or six years jail. This, to me, brings up all sorts of moral, ethical, spiritual, political questions. Just where does the freedom of choice or lack there of stop? Please support the protest against this discrimination. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.homebirthaustralia.org/"&gt;http://www.homebirthaustralia.org/&lt;/a&gt; to find out more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-6880674543848546068?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/6880674543848546068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-birth-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/6880674543848546068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/6880674543848546068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-birth-blues.html' title='Home birth blues'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SoTdqRBAijI/AAAAAAAAADI/7TMUo6HiQ18/s72-c/homebirth-rally%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-1722598386822471143</id><published>2009-07-10T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T18:10:12.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='era'/><title type='text'>Era of Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Slfln4cTe8I/AAAAAAAAADA/FhBgAI3hNYo/s1600-h/mother%27s+day+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357002755109256130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Slfln4cTe8I/AAAAAAAAADA/FhBgAI3hNYo/s200/mother%27s+day+09+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter and I watched some dancers in a hall while waiting for laundry one day. The ladies were elegantly dressed in stockings, heels and even gloves. The men wore ties and genial smiles. The men led, the women followed but both held a strength and a contentment in their roles of the dance. I know that we have a come a long way in terms of women's liberation and the freedom to express ourselves as we need too but there is something graceful about that era. The women are ladies and the men are gentlemen in the truest sense of the world. In the passing of a divine women of 95 that I know, I realised that generation is on the brink of extinction. The days of tea in china cups and saucers, of lace handkerchiefs, of perfect manners and gentle speech, skirts, blouses and cardigans will all disappear one day. I think that the world will be a little less refined without them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-1722598386822471143?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/1722598386822471143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/07/era-of-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1722598386822471143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1722598386822471143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/07/era-of-grace.html' title='Era of Grace'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Slfln4cTe8I/AAAAAAAAADA/FhBgAI3hNYo/s72-c/mother%27s+day+09+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-1224795519855604269</id><published>2009-05-03T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:36:44.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>Mother Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sf5UWiw5xZI/AAAAAAAAACY/twcaLSEyRqs/s1600-h/me+and+pete+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331791755119019410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sf5UWiw5xZI/AAAAAAAAACY/twcaLSEyRqs/s200/me+and+pete+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May is the mother month and one in which we celebrate having and being mothers. Like alot of women, my journey with my mother has not always been fun, respectful or supportive (mainly on my behalf). Nor has my journey with my daughter. The magic of mothers is that of unconditional love and so often those transgressions are forgotten and forgiven and the bond remains. At the risk of sounding cliche, I am so grateful to my mum for who she is and what she has given in that role. I try to emulate that with my own daughter and son. On mother's day it is important to remember the gift we have been given as mothers, and to also honour ourselves for diving into the unknown in trust that our mother essence will be and is enough. To all those women out there who are not mothers or do not have such a loving relationship with their own mothers, you are of the same essence anyway, and therefore deserving of the same honouring. Thank you Mothers of the world for caring and loving, especially in those places and at those times when there is little love and caring to be found. Enjoy your day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-1224795519855604269?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/1224795519855604269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1224795519855604269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1224795519855604269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-magic.html' title='Mother Magic'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sf5UWiw5xZI/AAAAAAAAACY/twcaLSEyRqs/s72-c/me+and+pete+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-7269497496509015754</id><published>2009-04-10T14:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:36:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-7z1gbHVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1hEVQ__dQIU/s1600-h/bush+pic+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323179783786011986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-7z1gbHVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1hEVQ__dQIU/s200/bush+pic+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I know the holiday is fantastic and the choccies aren't too bad either, but I would like to reflect on another aspect of Easter. I do not attend church or belong to a particular religion but the symbolism of Easter is relevent to all of us, regardless. To me it is a message of hope, miracles and renewal, all of which we could do with more of. Hope is like the ember that we hold inside, that lets us know that no matter how 'cold' it may get out there, we have the power of light and warmth within us. Miracles occur everyday in everyday situations. Look at the miracle of a rainbow, the blessings of rain, the unconditional love of a child. And we all need to take the time and responsibility for renewal. Whether it is taking care of ourselves physically, reflecting on and growing from our mistakes, taking that extra care in our relationships, without renewal we whither and stagnate. So while you are kicking back and indulging, send a small thanks for the blessings and joy in life also. Happy Easter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-7269497496509015754?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/7269497496509015754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/7269497496509015754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/7269497496509015754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-7z1gbHVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1hEVQ__dQIU/s72-c/bush+pic+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-558998201367994218</id><published>2009-04-10T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:26:09.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-5WOnaKDI/AAAAAAAAACI/m8UpC7Hdunk/s1600-h/Misc+july+06+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323177076106864690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-5WOnaKDI/AAAAAAAAACI/m8UpC7Hdunk/s200/Misc+july+06+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just recently my old dog Banjo passed away. As much as I am glad that he didn't suffer too much and that I didn't have to have him put down, I miss him terribly. He has been a part of my life for 15 years, and a very comforting part at that. The morning walks and home comings are not quite the same. Our pets become such an integral part of the family's fabric, that when they go, it creates a hole. Interestingly we got Banjo when I was eight months pregnant with my son, and he passed away on my son's birthday. So to all of you who have lost a pet, my condolences and to all of you who have pets, enjoy them. RIP my friend, thank you for the years of companionship and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-558998201367994218?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/558998201367994218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-old-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/558998201367994218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/558998201367994218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-old-friend.html' title='Goodbye Old Friend'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/Sd-5WOnaKDI/AAAAAAAAACI/m8UpC7Hdunk/s72-c/Misc+july+06+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-4220855124263386681</id><published>2009-03-05T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:11:40.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bush fires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>Loss and Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SbBqDdde3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/bj9KyiGbnV0/s1600-h/rainbow+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309860568350252674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SbBqDdde3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/bj9KyiGbnV0/s200/rainbow+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With everything that has been happening with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bush fires&lt;/span&gt;, it really got me thinking about loss. People there not only lost their homes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;livelihoods&lt;/span&gt;, but family, memories, pasts and futures. Loss is such an inevitable part of our lives. We fight and resist it. We deny and repel it. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Buddhists&lt;/span&gt; believe all of life is suffering, and certainly there seems to be a lot of that in the world. But it is amazing how the human spirit will pick up and move on, even if we don't want to, finding great strength in places that were not evident before, drawing the collective energies of grief to plant the seeds of hope. Once we have cried our tears, cried out in anger, cried the voice of despair we have only hope left. It is the hope of new beginnings, of finding some beauty and joy in the ashes, that causes us to wearily and warily stand and take the first tentative step toward a new future and new memories. My heart goes out to all those people in the South and the North and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fervent&lt;/span&gt; wish for you is HOPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-4220855124263386681?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/4220855124263386681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/03/loss-and-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/4220855124263386681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/4220855124263386681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/03/loss-and-hope.html' title='Loss and Hope'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SbBqDdde3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/bj9KyiGbnV0/s72-c/rainbow+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-5721263751705904934</id><published>2009-01-31T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:01:59.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart felt thanks.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SYUsk9xPOcI/AAAAAAAAABo/u9XTfZPjQ6c/s1600-h/art+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297689550239250882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SYUsk9xPOcI/AAAAAAAAABo/u9XTfZPjQ6c/s200/art+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February is the 'heart month' and I would like to say thank you with all my heart to the wonderful women in business who have joined the Spirited Women's Network business directory. I am absolutely blown away by the sheer diversity and talent of the women involved. Every time I receive a photo of one of these women I am struck by the warmth and beauty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emanating&lt;/span&gt; from the photo. If you are requiring any of the services provided by these women then you are in for a treat. I am also heartened by the number of women who are in the business of 'personal and spiritual' development. Being a life coach myself, I am aware of the shift in many women who are seeking to better to know themselves and their place in the world. So again I state, listen to your heart's desire and express it with the help of mind's practicalities. It is so easy for women to get left behind in the many roles we take on. It is my wish that through Spirited Women's Network you can connect with those women who will support you in creating and rejoicing in a life worth living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-5721263751705904934?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/5721263751705904934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/01/february-is-heart-month-and-i-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/5721263751705904934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/5721263751705904934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/01/february-is-heart-month-and-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SYUsk9xPOcI/AAAAAAAAABo/u9XTfZPjQ6c/s72-c/art+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-1986204963204112987</id><published>2009-01-05T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:21:26.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisterhood'/><title type='text'>Sisterhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SWV_N9ES3TI/AAAAAAAAABY/CZG0IdgBgiY/s1600-h/girls+weekend+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288773215124118834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SWV_N9ES3TI/AAAAAAAAABY/CZG0IdgBgiY/s200/girls+weekend+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched "The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants" with my daughter the other day and although it had a typical and predictable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; slant, there was that core truth about the magic that occurs when women join together. The pure potentiality of sisterhood. What is it that weaves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;connectedness, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strengthens&lt;/span&gt; the fabric and colours the tapestry of the relationships between women? Perhaps it is something as simple as our common cycle, our ability to create life or our innate desire to support and nurture. Though there is the energy that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;generates&lt;/span&gt; when we share our laughter, our tears, our experiences. The sisterhood - in its myriad of combinations and expressions - is a gift. Without it we are bereft and adrift, with it we are blessed. How many times have we survived trauma, heartache, change only because our sisters have stood beside us? In this month's feature story on Spirited Women's Network we learn about the 'Sacred Sister Retreats'. It seems that more and more we need to unite in our goals and dreams as women for ourselves and the planet. So rejoice with those women who are part of your circle and give thanks that they are there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-1986204963204112987?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/1986204963204112987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/01/sisterhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1986204963204112987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/1986204963204112987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2009/01/sisterhood.html' title='Sisterhood'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SWV_N9ES3TI/AAAAAAAAABY/CZG0IdgBgiY/s72-c/girls+weekend+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-4541124047126996152</id><published>2008-12-16T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:36:11.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tweedle Boob'/><title type='text'>Gift Of Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhlE8SWH-I/AAAAAAAAABA/adJXUKN4P7c/s1600-h/Nat+and+Rae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280581698668863458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhlE8SWH-I/AAAAAAAAABA/adJXUKN4P7c/s200/Nat+and+Rae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I attended a wonderful fundraising dinner for the dynamic Joanna Giles. Joanna does nothing by halves and her bubbly personality shines through in everything she organises. Joanna donates the majority of her time fundraising to help children in Nepal (to read more about Joanna visit &lt;a href="http://www.spiritedwomensnetwork.com.au/"&gt;http://www.spiritedwomensnetwork.com.au/&lt;/a&gt; and click on the feature story). Never one to shy away, a friend and I decided to go all out for the 'Alice in Wonderland" style mad hatters ball. Here we are as 'Tweedle Boob and Tweedle Bum". 100% of the money raised is used for operations, solar panels etc. It seems ridiculous that with dinner, a little champagne, and a whole lot of fun, we can help make someone elses lives better. It is at times like these that I am thankful that I live where I do and can give when I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the feastive season and all those that you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6816216453477788117-4541124047126996152?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/4541124047126996152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-of-giving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/4541124047126996152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/4541124047126996152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-of-giving.html' title='Gift Of Giving'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhlE8SWH-I/AAAAAAAAABA/adJXUKN4P7c/s72-c/Nat+and+Rae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6816216453477788117.post-141058969052200794</id><published>2008-12-16T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:44:39.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Blogging Blunders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhfunHtG_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tfw9dJqqI5c/s1600-h/Misc+july+06+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280575817471826930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhfunHtG_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tfw9dJqqI5c/s200/Misc+july+06+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well this is my first forey into the world of blogging. Since starting my web site I have been on a rather step and slippery learning curve of techno jargen and skills. So while reading any of my blogs please excuse the blunders as I stretch my baby wings and journey into the new territory of cyber space. It is with excitement and trepidation that I launch myself into the unknown and kinda wish that my genetically born techno kids were here with me. It surely is a sign of the times that my 7 year old step son can navigate the computer challenges better than I. However I have never been one to slink away from a challenge and I am all for learning new skills. I look forward to conquering the slope and seeing the view from the top.&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/6816216453477788117-141058969052200794?l=wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/feeds/141058969052200794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-blunders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/141058969052200794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6816216453477788117/posts/default/141058969052200794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwnataliehennessey.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-blunders.html' title='Blogging Blunders'/><author><name>Natalie Hennessey - Spirited Women's Network</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07477628921388424105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhVQdZwfVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2a1T877sMa0/S220/100_4700.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifVhGCjSAjc/SUhfunHtG_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/tfw9dJqqI5c/s72-c/Misc+july+06+198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
