A vital practice in the art of being happy is appreciation. Appreciation can be very hard when you're feeling low or scared. That's the time to scale down. Look immediately around you. Is there anything there that you can see and admire.
Right now, I have a pink quartz crystal that's by my computer. It's so pretty. Just enjoying it's color and shape changes my vibration, coaxes it higher. I wonder what else has that power. I look and see the color of the sky, the bird at the feeder, and so many other small miracles. Appreciating the small things can change you. Let yourself do just that, and see if you don't feel just a little better. Gather small things around you that you like in preperation for those low moments. The act of taking care of yourself in this way will even help you appreciate yourself.
Finding Method in the Madness:
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Rock Me Goddess
Remember how it felt to be a child? The freedom and security and comfort you felt just being in the world. Capture that feeling and hold it in your heart. Remember, just as you had your parents then you have mother earth now to hold you safe and true in her arms. Nothing is more important than trusting her and your relationship to her. Know that you are a valued part of this earth, this universe. Everything you say, do, learn, have, hold, love, has value. Remember this. Treasure this. Your happiness depends upon it.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Happiness is Contagious
Obama, 09, oh my.
I predict a year of incredible change, and in order to move through the changes gracefully, my intention is to continually look for silver linings.
It's so easy to be negative, but it feels so bad and it's not productive. When my thoughts dwell on things that frighten me, like the economy, I start to live the fear that I'm feeling.
I was caught up in negativity in the last few months of 2008. I got very ill. Upon recovery, I looked around and noticed what I had.
I discovered I had an abundance of love. I was supported by friends, family, business acquaintances, and hospital staff. I felt so grateful, and feeling grateful felt soooo good.
Lesson learned. I rediscovered an attitude of appreciation and I intend to nurture and cultivate this attitude throughout the next year.
In order to do that, I will look for and do only what makes me feel good. My life is this moment, and I intend to enjoy each one. In short, I intend to be happy.
I read that current research on the subject of happiness indicates that if you live near a happy person, your chances of being happy increase.
The "selfish" intention to be happy can change your neighborhood. Change your neighborhood and you can change your city. Change your city, well, you see where I'm going with this: World Domination!!
Despite what we read in the paper, despite what the pundits say, and even despite what your bank account says: as the great spiritual teachers say, "Don't worry, be happy."
Join me.
Really be the change you want to see in the world.
You do want a happy world, don't you? Together we can do this.
Yes we can! Yes, we CAN!
I predict a year of incredible change, and in order to move through the changes gracefully, my intention is to continually look for silver linings.
It's so easy to be negative, but it feels so bad and it's not productive. When my thoughts dwell on things that frighten me, like the economy, I start to live the fear that I'm feeling.
I was caught up in negativity in the last few months of 2008. I got very ill. Upon recovery, I looked around and noticed what I had.
I discovered I had an abundance of love. I was supported by friends, family, business acquaintances, and hospital staff. I felt so grateful, and feeling grateful felt soooo good.
Lesson learned. I rediscovered an attitude of appreciation and I intend to nurture and cultivate this attitude throughout the next year.
In order to do that, I will look for and do only what makes me feel good. My life is this moment, and I intend to enjoy each one. In short, I intend to be happy.
I read that current research on the subject of happiness indicates that if you live near a happy person, your chances of being happy increase.
The "selfish" intention to be happy can change your neighborhood. Change your neighborhood and you can change your city. Change your city, well, you see where I'm going with this: World Domination!!
Despite what we read in the paper, despite what the pundits say, and even despite what your bank account says: as the great spiritual teachers say, "Don't worry, be happy."
Join me.
Really be the change you want to see in the world.
You do want a happy world, don't you? Together we can do this.
Yes we can! Yes, we CAN!
Friday, July 4, 2008
Pix-elated
Pixie, Pixie, Pixie!
What a great dog and a really good teacher. In-the-moment, joyful, Miss See-And-Do, let's have fun, lets relax, it's all good, whatever, where's the cookie?
This little dog is all about living the good life, and she teaches me how to go with the shifts in focus with more ease and grace. I have a schedule, Pix has other ideas, so how can we partner in a win-win experience?
With ease and grace and a dollup of doggie treats.
Pixie is pretty easy to accomidate. Yesterday, a lovely summer day, hot, with breezes off the bay; I lay in my hammock as Pix raced by me with her favorite toy. A whirlwind of terrier mania, she flung her toy up in the air, snatched it back and whipped it around as if it were a rat she was killing (she's part Rat Terrier, part Schnauzer--it's her nature) then she carries it off at full speed, all over the yard, growling and snarling.
I know, this doesn't sound cute, and it probably wouldn't be if she were full-grown German Shephard, but she's so tiny, and her little growls and snarls are just so adorable she makes me laugh.
Every now and then she decides it's my turn to play with her. She flips the toy onto the hammock, I grab it and we play tug-of-war. Sometimes I let her win, and sometimes she suddenly lets it go; so I toss the toy away and she races after it, captures it, whips around the yard again, and the whole thing starts over. What energy; so funny; what fun!
She's also gets me out a lot more. We take a walk about three times a day, and we're now enrolled in obedience school, and today we went to the community Fourth of July Celebration.
I hardly ever do stuff like that, but I decided that, since she was a city dog, she should be trained to be better with people than I was. After all, when I snap at someone I rarely use my teeth. That's pretty much all she's got.
I swear, she was having such a good time it was contagious. She's so interested in everything. We ate some food, listened to the bands, walked around all the booths, and met dog loving people and lots of other dogs. She was a well-behaved, polite little angel-pup, even with the really, really, really tall guy dancing on stilts wearing flowing, bright red and blue pants. Mission accomplished!
I actually had a pretty good time, too, and stayed longer then I usually do at those things. Still, I'm pretty sure Pix would have outlasted me if given a choice. After an hour or so, I was ready to go. We're home, and she's asleep now, and seems very content. Not like some humans I know, myself included, who might complain and feel ill-used if a companion-in-fun hauled me away from the good-times.
Pix is teaching me to embrace change and to see what happens when I flow with what life gives me. I watch her move from one place to another and milk all the fun out of it she can. I see how she pays close attention to each moment, doesn't judge and evaluate, just takes whats given and tastes what's offered.
Through her eyes I see how shifts and changes from one thing to another aren't necessarily things to brace for and worry about. They're just alternatives to sniff around and explore.
And just maybe enjoy.
Thanx Pix!
What a great dog and a really good teacher. In-the-moment, joyful, Miss See-And-Do, let's have fun, lets relax, it's all good, whatever, where's the cookie?
This little dog is all about living the good life, and she teaches me how to go with the shifts in focus with more ease and grace. I have a schedule, Pix has other ideas, so how can we partner in a win-win experience?
With ease and grace and a dollup of doggie treats.
Pixie is pretty easy to accomidate. Yesterday, a lovely summer day, hot, with breezes off the bay; I lay in my hammock as Pix raced by me with her favorite toy. A whirlwind of terrier mania, she flung her toy up in the air, snatched it back and whipped it around as if it were a rat she was killing (she's part Rat Terrier, part Schnauzer--it's her nature) then she carries it off at full speed, all over the yard, growling and snarling.
I know, this doesn't sound cute, and it probably wouldn't be if she were full-grown German Shephard, but she's so tiny, and her little growls and snarls are just so adorable she makes me laugh.
Every now and then she decides it's my turn to play with her. She flips the toy onto the hammock, I grab it and we play tug-of-war. Sometimes I let her win, and sometimes she suddenly lets it go; so I toss the toy away and she races after it, captures it, whips around the yard again, and the whole thing starts over. What energy; so funny; what fun!
She's also gets me out a lot more. We take a walk about three times a day, and we're now enrolled in obedience school, and today we went to the community Fourth of July Celebration.
I hardly ever do stuff like that, but I decided that, since she was a city dog, she should be trained to be better with people than I was. After all, when I snap at someone I rarely use my teeth. That's pretty much all she's got.
I swear, she was having such a good time it was contagious. She's so interested in everything. We ate some food, listened to the bands, walked around all the booths, and met dog loving people and lots of other dogs. She was a well-behaved, polite little angel-pup, even with the really, really, really tall guy dancing on stilts wearing flowing, bright red and blue pants. Mission accomplished!
I actually had a pretty good time, too, and stayed longer then I usually do at those things. Still, I'm pretty sure Pix would have outlasted me if given a choice. After an hour or so, I was ready to go. We're home, and she's asleep now, and seems very content. Not like some humans I know, myself included, who might complain and feel ill-used if a companion-in-fun hauled me away from the good-times.
Pix is teaching me to embrace change and to see what happens when I flow with what life gives me. I watch her move from one place to another and milk all the fun out of it she can. I see how she pays close attention to each moment, doesn't judge and evaluate, just takes whats given and tastes what's offered.
Through her eyes I see how shifts and changes from one thing to another aren't necessarily things to brace for and worry about. They're just alternatives to sniff around and explore.
And just maybe enjoy.
Thanx Pix!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I've Just Seen A Face . . .
I know, I know, I didn't let you all know what happened with Iggy.
Well, Kelsey and I went to the Pinole Shelter promptly at 10:00, and as we pulled into the parking lot who should we spot but two sweet little girls and their mom hurrying to the shelter door.
Our heart's sank! We had seen them check out Iggy the day we fell in love with that little dog. All that pure intense energy focused Iggy's way!
Well, since there were two families wanting this pup, the women at the front desk had us put our names in a cup. Then they drew one out. (drumroll here)
Kelsey and I didn't know what to do. If we won, well, hurray, but what about those little girls? We wouldn't feel right depriving them of this terrific little dog!
Fortunately or unfortunately, we didn't get a chance to find out if we were the wonderful people who would give up a much desired animal to two children. We lost the toss.
It was with very mixed feelings that we left. So unfocused was I that I got into a minor fender bender in the parking lot. RATS!
Well, Kelsey and I were determined to find a pup for us, so we decided to plan a day of concentrated dog hunting. We picked a time a few weeks from the infamous Iggy-loss day.
The morning of the hunt I checked out all the various shelter's and rescue group's on-line offerings. At Pinole (again) they had this cute little black & white terrier!
I went into frantic mode. My heart leapt and began pounding. I started to sweat with anxiety. (In my defense, it was also a really hot day). I firmly pulled the reins on my emotional wild horse. "WHOA!" I said. "No more of this emotional whirlwind. We are not going to change our schedule for this dog. No showing up at 10 AM for a bidding war. We've never even met this dog. We'll get to Pinole when we get to Pinole. If the dog is still there, then we'll see . . ."
Luckely, Pinole shelter was #1 on the list.
Soooooo, we left for Pinole at 11:00. And the dog was still there. And we loved her. And we adopted her. And now she's OURS. She's sleeping in her bed as I type, and here is her picture. What a great face, huh? Such a sweet little jailbird. We call her Pixie, Pix for short, and we're so happy!
Well, Kelsey and I went to the Pinole Shelter promptly at 10:00, and as we pulled into the parking lot who should we spot but two sweet little girls and their mom hurrying to the shelter door.
Our heart's sank! We had seen them check out Iggy the day we fell in love with that little dog. All that pure intense energy focused Iggy's way!
Well, since there were two families wanting this pup, the women at the front desk had us put our names in a cup. Then they drew one out. (drumroll here)
Kelsey and I didn't know what to do. If we won, well, hurray, but what about those little girls? We wouldn't feel right depriving them of this terrific little dog!
Fortunately or unfortunately, we didn't get a chance to find out if we were the wonderful people who would give up a much desired animal to two children. We lost the toss.
It was with very mixed feelings that we left. So unfocused was I that I got into a minor fender bender in the parking lot. RATS!
Well, Kelsey and I were determined to find a pup for us, so we decided to plan a day of concentrated dog hunting. We picked a time a few weeks from the infamous Iggy-loss day.
The morning of the hunt I checked out all the various shelter's and rescue group's on-line offerings. At Pinole (again) they had this cute little black & white terrier!
I went into frantic mode. My heart leapt and began pounding. I started to sweat with anxiety. (In my defense, it was also a really hot day). I firmly pulled the reins on my emotional wild horse. "WHOA!" I said. "No more of this emotional whirlwind. We are not going to change our schedule for this dog. No showing up at 10 AM for a bidding war. We've never even met this dog. We'll get to Pinole when we get to Pinole. If the dog is still there, then we'll see . . ."
Luckely, Pinole shelter was #1 on the list.
Soooooo, we left for Pinole at 11:00. And the dog was still there. And we loved her. And we adopted her. And now she's OURS. She's sleeping in her bed as I type, and here is her picture. What a great face, huh? Such a sweet little jailbird. We call her Pixie, Pix for short, and we're so happy!
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Iggy Pup
I'm going to make a prediction: I predict that tomorrow, I will have a new puppy.
I've been looking for a dog for the last six months because I really love having a pup in my life; yet after my sweet dog Terry died, I just couldn't imagine it. She was such a special girl: crazy, funny, annoying, sweet, embarrassing, and completely untrained. (That last was my fault). She was with our family for 14 years, and finding someone to fill her paws was unthinkable, impossible, and just plain wrong. I couldn't even consider it.
It's been (almost) two years later, and now I'm consumed with dog desire. I'm jones-ing on having another dog. And its been an emotional, tricky journey. I feel scared, competitive, like I won't get what I want or that I'll be impulsive and pick the wrong dog, or the right dog will be adopted by someone else, etc, etc. I can't believe this process has me so wigged out. There's obviously much to be learned here. I'm completely buggy, and I know all this emotional storminess and duress signals a general all-is-not-well-ness. thank goodness for my lovely Lisa, energy healer and network chiropractor extrodinaire who is helping me keep my balance and sort through my feelings.
I sit and meditate on my anxiety. What hole in my nature am I trying to fill by getting a dog? Welllllll, let's see. I think I'd be happier with a dog in my life. Why? Well, they're unconditional love on 4 paws, right? And I'd sure like some of that! They're also great companions. Walks and being outside in the garden, and being in the studio with a pup hanging out would be lovely. So I want love and company. True, I have a wonderful family, and fabulous friends, and cosy cats, and, and I WANT A DOG! Love and company aplenty there, and yet I still WANT A DOG!
Humm. I didn't answer the question, really. WHY do I want a dog. It looks to me like I think I'm seperate from love and company, the true love and companionship that being in connection with all-that-is means. I've had experiences of feeling connected up, and they feel really good, but I'm so easily triggered out of them. A bit of criticism, an achy body, and I'm out of wack and in my ego. My true nature lacks for nothing, needs nothing, loves everything. My true nature is Budda nature & Christ consciousness, ease, love, compassion, and trust. My true nature is the nature of god. My true nature doesn't want a dog, doesn't stress over having a dog, trusts life, is in the moment, loves all that is and accepts all that is and doesn't judge the goodness or badness of anything. My true nature is never fearful or dissappointed.
I know that having a dog won't lead me to consciousness, or even make me happier, necessarily. Loading all that on a pup is putting a ridiculous burden on another creature. I realize that, and I'm becoming aware that this whole puppy journey is helping me spot my triggers and shows me where I become ungrounded. All good things to know. It's leading me to ways to ease my anxiety, to trust life, and to be happy in uncertainty. All will be well.
Dog IS god spelled backwards. I'm looking for god. I found Iggy. Having Iggy won't lead me into my true nature, necessarily, but life might be a bit more fun with him around and that's never a bad thing.
Let's talk about Iggy for a while. He was a stray that I found at the shelter, and he is the cutest and sweetest pup. He's little, only 6 months old, with golden fur, a happy face, a waggy tail, and such nice, nice energy. I would have adopted him then and there, but they needed to keep him for a week in case his owner showed up looking for him. (How could anyone let that dog get away?)
So, tomorrow is the day he can be adopted. I'm to call at 8:00 to see if they think he's ready. Here's my desire about how this day will go:
8:00 sharp I start calling. I think this will be a long process, but someone picks up the phone right away. "Is the terrier in A03 available for adoption today?" I say. They say "Yes, he is. Come at 10:00 and you can fill out the paperwork. " Kelsey and I go to the shelter. We're there before 10:00, we're there at 9:45, because I think there will be a line out the door to adopt Iggy. There is no one else there except the volunteers and the front desk people. Kelsey and I ask for Iggy, and they bring him out. His tail is wagging, we're grinning from ear to ear. We sign the papers and he's OURS, our sweet Iggy Pup is OURS. We brought everything we need for the ride home: the crate, dog treats, his leash, everything. Home we go, and we introduce him to his new digs! We're soooo happy, and we're all home at last!
We feel complete. The dog energy our house needed is here, and Iggy is a dream-come-true! Sweet, docile, easy to train, smart as a whip, and he loves the cats. He's also really fun and we all enjoy him soooo much.
I'm learning to trust life. We get what we need. It feels good to imagine this pup in our family, but if it turns out we don't get Iggy, another pup is waiting for us.
So I say Grant Me all of THIS or something BETTER.
Still, I hope life gives us Iggy. Wish us luck and immediate, 4-pawed love.
Wish us Iggy Pup.
I've been looking for a dog for the last six months because I really love having a pup in my life; yet after my sweet dog Terry died, I just couldn't imagine it. She was such a special girl: crazy, funny, annoying, sweet, embarrassing, and completely untrained. (That last was my fault). She was with our family for 14 years, and finding someone to fill her paws was unthinkable, impossible, and just plain wrong. I couldn't even consider it.
It's been (almost) two years later, and now I'm consumed with dog desire. I'm jones-ing on having another dog. And its been an emotional, tricky journey. I feel scared, competitive, like I won't get what I want or that I'll be impulsive and pick the wrong dog, or the right dog will be adopted by someone else, etc, etc. I can't believe this process has me so wigged out. There's obviously much to be learned here. I'm completely buggy, and I know all this emotional storminess and duress signals a general all-is-not-well-ness. thank goodness for my lovely Lisa, energy healer and network chiropractor extrodinaire who is helping me keep my balance and sort through my feelings.
I sit and meditate on my anxiety. What hole in my nature am I trying to fill by getting a dog? Welllllll, let's see. I think I'd be happier with a dog in my life. Why? Well, they're unconditional love on 4 paws, right? And I'd sure like some of that! They're also great companions. Walks and being outside in the garden, and being in the studio with a pup hanging out would be lovely. So I want love and company. True, I have a wonderful family, and fabulous friends, and cosy cats, and, and I WANT A DOG! Love and company aplenty there, and yet I still WANT A DOG!
Humm. I didn't answer the question, really. WHY do I want a dog. It looks to me like I think I'm seperate from love and company, the true love and companionship that being in connection with all-that-is means. I've had experiences of feeling connected up, and they feel really good, but I'm so easily triggered out of them. A bit of criticism, an achy body, and I'm out of wack and in my ego. My true nature lacks for nothing, needs nothing, loves everything. My true nature is Budda nature & Christ consciousness, ease, love, compassion, and trust. My true nature is the nature of god. My true nature doesn't want a dog, doesn't stress over having a dog, trusts life, is in the moment, loves all that is and accepts all that is and doesn't judge the goodness or badness of anything. My true nature is never fearful or dissappointed.
I know that having a dog won't lead me to consciousness, or even make me happier, necessarily. Loading all that on a pup is putting a ridiculous burden on another creature. I realize that, and I'm becoming aware that this whole puppy journey is helping me spot my triggers and shows me where I become ungrounded. All good things to know. It's leading me to ways to ease my anxiety, to trust life, and to be happy in uncertainty. All will be well.
Dog IS god spelled backwards. I'm looking for god. I found Iggy. Having Iggy won't lead me into my true nature, necessarily, but life might be a bit more fun with him around and that's never a bad thing.
Let's talk about Iggy for a while. He was a stray that I found at the shelter, and he is the cutest and sweetest pup. He's little, only 6 months old, with golden fur, a happy face, a waggy tail, and such nice, nice energy. I would have adopted him then and there, but they needed to keep him for a week in case his owner showed up looking for him. (How could anyone let that dog get away?)
So, tomorrow is the day he can be adopted. I'm to call at 8:00 to see if they think he's ready. Here's my desire about how this day will go:
8:00 sharp I start calling. I think this will be a long process, but someone picks up the phone right away. "Is the terrier in A03 available for adoption today?" I say. They say "Yes, he is. Come at 10:00 and you can fill out the paperwork. " Kelsey and I go to the shelter. We're there before 10:00, we're there at 9:45, because I think there will be a line out the door to adopt Iggy. There is no one else there except the volunteers and the front desk people. Kelsey and I ask for Iggy, and they bring him out. His tail is wagging, we're grinning from ear to ear. We sign the papers and he's OURS, our sweet Iggy Pup is OURS. We brought everything we need for the ride home: the crate, dog treats, his leash, everything. Home we go, and we introduce him to his new digs! We're soooo happy, and we're all home at last!
We feel complete. The dog energy our house needed is here, and Iggy is a dream-come-true! Sweet, docile, easy to train, smart as a whip, and he loves the cats. He's also really fun and we all enjoy him soooo much.
I'm learning to trust life. We get what we need. It feels good to imagine this pup in our family, but if it turns out we don't get Iggy, another pup is waiting for us.
So I say Grant Me all of THIS or something BETTER.
Still, I hope life gives us Iggy. Wish us luck and immediate, 4-pawed love.
Wish us Iggy Pup.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
10 Minutes of Appreciation
It's 9:00 and I'm going to write about the things I appreciate until 9:10. I'm told that if I can do this for 30 days, my life will change because I'll be altering my "set point" to a more optomistic point of view. I'm all for that. After all, at the beginning of this year I pledged to learn to live a happier life. So, time's a-wasting. Time for appreciating.
I'll start by appreciating this effort. I'm so glad that I'm on this path. Already it's made a difference. Each day feels fresher and I feel more alive. When I feel myself embarking on a dark path, I notice it and shift my thoughts. It really does change things.
The power to enjoy my life is in my hands, and I'm really learning that as I practice this way of being. It's great to understand that I'm not a victim to my moods, I'm the instigator. Once I realized that, I could make the changes in my patterns of thought that made me feel helpless and powerless to do anything about my unhappiness.
So that's great, and what I'm learning is how simple a satisfying life can be. Sure, happiness can come by achieving a long sought after goal, but the moments that make up each day are truly the life I'm living. How can I enrich each moment? I can appreciate all I have in it. The people I'm with, the place I'm at, the beauty that surrounds me, the love in my heart; I can notice all those things and feel at peace and at one with all that is.
I appreciate the people who provide me with the signposts that keep me on this path. My friend Marguarite said that she's decided that God is the muse of creativity, and harmony is the way that spirit is revealed. She's a singer, but in all things there is truth here. God is the creative spark in us all, and harmonizing with the moment is what helps that spark flame into being.
Aikido is called "The Way of Harmony", and now I understand what that means. Harmonizing with the moment means being in concert with what is, completely accepting what is and aknowledging my responsibility for what is.
Ekhart Tolle, a great teacher, talks about the power of the moment, and how being present to what is helps one feel at peace and alive. It's true. I've noticed that the more I notice everything involved with NOW, the less I worry about LATER. Later takes care of itself if I pay attention to now. I can plumb the depths of now and discover myself, what I enjoy, what is, and the seeds of what will be.
It's 9:10. I feel much better. How about you?
I'll start by appreciating this effort. I'm so glad that I'm on this path. Already it's made a difference. Each day feels fresher and I feel more alive. When I feel myself embarking on a dark path, I notice it and shift my thoughts. It really does change things.
The power to enjoy my life is in my hands, and I'm really learning that as I practice this way of being. It's great to understand that I'm not a victim to my moods, I'm the instigator. Once I realized that, I could make the changes in my patterns of thought that made me feel helpless and powerless to do anything about my unhappiness.
So that's great, and what I'm learning is how simple a satisfying life can be. Sure, happiness can come by achieving a long sought after goal, but the moments that make up each day are truly the life I'm living. How can I enrich each moment? I can appreciate all I have in it. The people I'm with, the place I'm at, the beauty that surrounds me, the love in my heart; I can notice all those things and feel at peace and at one with all that is.
I appreciate the people who provide me with the signposts that keep me on this path. My friend Marguarite said that she's decided that God is the muse of creativity, and harmony is the way that spirit is revealed. She's a singer, but in all things there is truth here. God is the creative spark in us all, and harmonizing with the moment is what helps that spark flame into being.
Aikido is called "The Way of Harmony", and now I understand what that means. Harmonizing with the moment means being in concert with what is, completely accepting what is and aknowledging my responsibility for what is.
Ekhart Tolle, a great teacher, talks about the power of the moment, and how being present to what is helps one feel at peace and alive. It's true. I've noticed that the more I notice everything involved with NOW, the less I worry about LATER. Later takes care of itself if I pay attention to now. I can plumb the depths of now and discover myself, what I enjoy, what is, and the seeds of what will be.
It's 9:10. I feel much better. How about you?
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