<?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-2782067236027747753</id><updated>2012-01-19T12:35:58.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody Bard  Psychic Medium</title><subtitle type='html'>Melody Bard is a Psychic Medium from Long Island, New York. She is the only daughter of the late, psychic medium YOLANA.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-7282541948598045689</id><published>2012-01-19T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:35:58.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Your Name Means</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGl-UrlrtFg/TxhG0CH-r4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZfViHw4j4EQ/s1600/numerology%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGl-UrlrtFg/TxhG0CH-r4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZfViHw4j4EQ/s1600/numerology%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;For all sorts of facts about you and your birthday, I wanted to share a couple of links from this website by Paul Sadowski. &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for the numerology software to find out what your name means and says about you. &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/Birthday.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to check out the birthday calculator. This software can be very useful for expectant mothers. Have Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-7282541948598045689?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/7282541948598045689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=7282541948598045689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7282541948598045689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7282541948598045689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2012/01/what-your-name-means.html' title='What Your Name Means'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGl-UrlrtFg/TxhG0CH-r4I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ZfViHw4j4EQ/s72-c/numerology%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-1116998132905195640</id><published>2011-12-31T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:12:23.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So peaceful from above...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/QEVF0fah17k/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QEVF0fah17k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QEVF0fah17k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-1116998132905195640?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/1116998132905195640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=1116998132905195640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1116998132905195640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1116998132905195640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/12/so-peaceful-from-above.html' title='So peaceful from above...'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-1597126546152129306</id><published>2011-10-06T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T10:52:47.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Jobs Stanford Commencement Speech 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/D1R-jKKp3NA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1R-jKKp3NA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D1R-jKKp3NA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-1597126546152129306?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/1597126546152129306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=1597126546152129306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1597126546152129306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1597126546152129306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-stanford-commencement-speech.html' title='Steve Jobs Stanford Commencement Speech 2005'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-3558709070445128790</id><published>2011-08-18T18:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:55:21.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toltec Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ecxnormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;The Toltec were 'people of knowledge' -  scientists and artists who created a society to explore and conserve the  traditional spiritual knowledge and practices of their ancestors. The  Toltec viewed science and spirit as part of the same entity, believing  that all energy - material or ethereal - is derived from and governed by  the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do is based on agreements we have made. In these  agreements we tell ourselves who we are, what everyone else is, how to  act, what is possible and what is impossible. What we have agreed to  believe creates what we experience. When these agreements come from fear  obstacles develop keeping us from realizing our greatest potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Based on ancient Toltec wisdom. The Four  Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz, offers a powerful code of conduct that  can rapidly transform our lives and our work into a new experience of  effectiveness, balance and self supporting behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; 	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/nILG72WZ-Zw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nILG72WZ-Zw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nILG72WZ-Zw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 align="center" style="color: #654131; display: block; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 60px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0; margin-right: 0; text-align: center;"&gt;		&lt;span style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;The Four Agreements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxsubtitle"&gt;BE IMPECCABLE WITH YOUR WORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxnormal"&gt;Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean.  Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about  others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxsubtitle"&gt;DON'T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxnormal"&gt;Nothing others do is because of you. What  others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream.  When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won't be  the victim of needless suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxsubtitle"&gt;DON'T MAKE ASSUMPTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxnormal"&gt;Find the courage to ask questions and to  express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you  can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness, and drama. With just this one  agreement, you can completely transform your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxsubtitle"&gt;ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ecxnormal"&gt;Your best is going to change from moment to  moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick.  Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid  self-judgement, self-abuse, and regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxsubtitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="ecxnormal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2782067236027747753-3558709070445128790?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/3558709070445128790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=3558709070445128790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3558709070445128790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3558709070445128790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/08/toltec-wisdom.html' title='Toltec Wisdom'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-4161898517227711041</id><published>2011-06-16T18:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T17:44:15.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Matters</title><content type='html'>I recently discovered this must watch documentary. Below is the 3 minute trailer. Let thy Food be thy Medicine and thy Medicine be thy Food -- Hippocrates. That is the message from the founding father of modern medicine echoed in the controversial new documentary film Food Matters from Producer-Directors James Colquhoun and Laurentine ten Bosch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/gQNH7c4n_1c/0.jpg" height="329" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gQNH7c4n_1c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r4DOQ6Xhqss&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With nutritionally-depleted foods, chemical additives and our tendency to rely upon pharmaceutical drugs to treat what's wrong with our malnourished bodies, it's no wonder that modern society is getting sicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food Matters sets about uncovering the trillion dollar worldwide sickness industry and gives people some scientifically verifiable solutions for overcoming illness naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In what promises to be the most contentious idea put forward, the filmmakers have interviewed several leading experts in nutrition and natural healing who claim that not only are we harming our bodies with improper nutrition, but that the right kind of foods, supplements and detoxification can be used to treat chronic illnesses as fatal as terminally diagnosed cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of the film is in helping us rethink the belief systems fed to us by our modern medical and health care establishments. The interviewees point out that not every problem requires costly, major medical attention and reveal many alternative therapies that can be more effective, more economical, less harmful and less invasive than conventional medical treatments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-4161898517227711041?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/4161898517227711041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=4161898517227711041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4161898517227711041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4161898517227711041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/06/food-matters.html' title='Food Matters'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-2672471632033987065</id><published>2011-05-21T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T21:58:09.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Earl Nightingale - The Power From Within</title><content type='html'>This may be old, but real truth is oftentimes timeless. His message is just as relevant now as it was when he recorded it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v4iwGKsE7FY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-2672471632033987065?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/2672471632033987065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=2672471632033987065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2672471632033987065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2672471632033987065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/05/earl-nightingale-power-from-within.html' title='Earl Nightingale - The Power From Within'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v4iwGKsE7FY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-3955792788003409385</id><published>2011-05-10T17:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T17:24:29.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Karma of War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FC7wJ5clKU/TcmqAfEDP6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/-cuZewRD0G4/s1600/war+chariot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FC7wJ5clKU/TcmqAfEDP6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/-cuZewRD0G4/s200/war+chariot.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;War is a symbol of the negative aspects of human character, a symbol of  the pain and sorrow that comes from the abuse of power, from the misuse  of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs of war have been let loose upon the earth, cruelties and abominations are taking place on many parts of the earth. Over it all  hangs the supreme symbol of self destruction, nuclear weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it come about that aggressive leaders, dictators and tyrants are able to lead there people to self destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only answer is that people do not understand, do not know, and do  not have the courage or the position and power to prevent these  catastrophes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the great Hindu epic of the Mahabharata, there is a poem called The Bhagavad-Gita.&lt;br /&gt;There is a prince seated in his war chariot on the battlefield. He is  faced by an army drawn up against his army. As he looks across he sees  his own kinsmen; he sees relatives and friends of many years standing  waiting to die in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prince is desolated by this situation. He is required by the people  of his own group to defend them. He does not want to go out and kill  anybody. He wants a peaceful solution to everything. Either he must  surrender his country, destroy his culture and enslave his people, or  else he has to go forth and fight on the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before he gives his war orders he sits in prayer and deep meditation on  his war chariot. A great light suddenly surrounds the chariot. In this  light the God Krishna appears and takes the place of the charioteer. Now  sitting in the chariot with the prince he recites to him the story of  the Bhagavad-Gita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells the young prince not to grieve, not to fear and not to worry  for there is a greatness, wholeness and goodness that encircles  everything no matter how terrible it may appear. He says do not fear,  because you cannot kill anyone, no one can kill anyone, no one can  prevent death but no one fails to survive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;On this occasion there is a great conflict, a great struggle but  always remember that certain is death for the living and certain is  birth for the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all this comes the recognition of one of the great laws of Indian thinking, and that is the law of reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must realize that we live in a universe that everything is alive  forever. The individual who comes into this world was not new when he  came. The one who leaves here does not vanish forever and disappear  simply because he drops a body that is too old and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a man cast out garments and take others that are new, so the spirit  cast out worn out bodies and takes others that are new. Never the spirit  was born, the spirit shall cease to be never, birth and death they are  dreams, and life is forever. (This is the song of the Bhagavad-Gita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the present situation; we are all today gravely anxious with  what’s going on in the world. We know a nuclear holocaust would end all  of the dreams of the ages; we know all these things well and want to  prevent these things from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days we shall become tired of killing ourselves and each  other; the light will dawn and there will come into our lives and into  our consciousness the realization of the dignity of life, the reality of  it, the importance of it, and that we are here to protect it and  advance it in every way and not to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body’s may come and go, but life is eternal. The individual, who really  understands life, is indestructible. Only if within ourselves we have  come to this realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept of heaven and hell in theological thinking is no longer  very rational; it does nothing to strengthen the individual here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One does not become good because he fears evil, he is good because he  performs as well as he can. So the theory of going on to heaven or hell  is not particularly acceptable anymore, it doesn’t really solve a  problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plato said we don’t go to hell when we die we go to hell when we are  born. This is purgatory; this is the place where individuals must grow,  must stand strong and firm and must pass the test of mortal life to  ensure they are fulfilling the evolutionary processes of the system of  cosmic worlds to which we belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that is important is the concept of rebirth. It seems to be  the only answer that does not in some way force an unfortunate or  unreasonable condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we accept the doctrine of reincarnation, then we realize why we are  here. We are in school; we are in school to learn lessons. It’s a school  in which various things happen, in various spans between birth and  death. Every good deed lives and every bad deed fades away. The amazing  thing is good works with good wherever you find it and evil fights evil  wherever it appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must outgrow the problems that now plague us we can’t walk out on  them. Peace cannot be legislated while envy and stupidity are in the  heart and conduct of every human. There is no way we can solve the  problem of the world dilemma unless we solve in ourselves the weaknesses  which cause us to compromise principle. We must not only correct our  own mistakes, we have to face them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that goes wrong has got to be straightened out by those who  cause it; and as no individual is probably willing to make an effort so  quickly. It may take several lifetimes for the individual to get along  working with himself until he solves his own need. It may even take  fifty lives for an individual to reach a point where he knows what is  wrong with war and he knows his part in causing it. When that happens,  peace comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nature is different, it does not humor. Nature strengthens by forcing  resolutions, nature makes us grow and if we could figure out a way of  avoiding it, we would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been trying to evade realities since the beginning of history,  but we’ve never avoided one of them yet. They come back again and again  until the individual outgrows his own weakness. When this happens  civilization outgrows war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the story of the great general, who has converted to Buddhism,  one day the great general asks Buddha a question, the general says  “I’ve sworn to support the ruler, and protect the land. If there is a  call to war, what shall I do? You tell me war is wrong, there should be  no war, yet I’m sworn to protect my country if an enemy invades it. What  shall I do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha says very quietly, “defend your country.” The general says,  “This is very different from what you said.” Buddha says, “No it isn’t,  you haven’t asked me what it’s going to cost you to keep your word. If  you are prepared as a true patriot to defend your country and your  country is therefore led by you into war, don’t forget that you share  the karma of war.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are going to have to pay not only in the material world, but else  ware for the karma of killing; but if it is in a cause which you  consider greater than yourself it is no worse than dyeing on a battle  field for the same reason.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are going to have to experience and except the punishment for  having to do wrong. You had voluntarily said you would do it; regardless  of anything you are the leader. All those who perish under your  leadership have their own destiny to fulfill, but there is not one of  them that carry the destiny that you do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who leads the army or the nation to war caries the heavier  burden of it and they must pay that debt. The person who dies for his  principles has good karma. The hero who serves, loves, and gives every  last moment of life and devotion does not go down to silence, darkness,  or death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Each individual is responsible for the morality of his own action,  unselfishness has a great and glorious reward, we can’t see it but the  person who has it knows it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all these experiences we are learning the lessons to final  peace. We are learning however that peace begins not with the generals  of the armies, but within our own families. We have to heal the wounds  of strife within our own family. We have to gradually take on the mature  responsibility of leadership and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are in the presence of the greatest test we have ever faced  concerning survival. A survival which depends on accepting the challenge  of this great nuclear enemy that hangs over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to realize that through all these thousands of years we are  temporized with problems, we have tried to do what we wanted to do at  the expense not only of each other but in violation of universal law.  Today the world is largely made up of transgressors of one size or  another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must take a new position inside ourselves as to what is value and try to live according to a better standard of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we be a great civilized people and be morally ignorant? How can  we claim to be an educated people when we cannot control our own lives?  How does it happen that we think of success in the terms of income and  pay no attention to the tragedy that this success is causing? We are  faced with a greater and greater stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We have carefully ignored the wisdom we have inherited from the past.  We have ignored the words and thoughts of the great world teachers, we  quote them but we do not live them. We quote Plato when he says “any  form of government is good if the governor is good, and no form of  government is good if the governor is bad.” There is no way of  compromising this, but we don’t pay much attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us has within ourselves a teacher, there is something we  call the soul, there is guidance from within, a guidance that seems to  have come to us from that spark of divine life by which we are able to  live and the spark of life in us (the god in us) is also the great  teacher. We must finally try to put the soul and spirit of truth into  our affairs. The soul must control and direct the works we are doing  every day. There has to be beauty, love, and faith. We cannot  continually pollute our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of the people is the voice of god, and if the individual stands for their principles, tyranny cannot survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all here to learn for as long as we live, and learning means to  learn how to live and not merely learn how to pay bills, but to learn  how to have a real life by learning every day values that help us become  better people and help other people unfold their potentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like a great wave of life moving through space, moving in and  out of material existence. On the one hand coming in to face the unknown  and on the other hand going out to face the unknown. Here for a little  while, but living conscious beings forever. Over time we will transform  this material world into an enlightened system of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion must come of age; faiths have to realize that while there are  seventy two names for god, there is only one God. All this fighting over  deities stems from an ulterior motive. Religion is being used as a  means of assisting dictators to control ignorant people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s think about the Muslim situation. In the Koran Mohamed said, “no  one who does not believe Jesus of Nazareth was a true profit of the lord  can go to heaven,” but that’s not what we hear now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of the human being is unlimited, if he knows how to use it.  That power was given for one purpose only; it was not that he might  become a conqueror of others, but that he might stand with others to  conqueror the ignorance that stands between us all and the better world  we want to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every person who does a little better every day is contributing to the  survival of human society the individual who doesn’t care and makes a  new mistake everyday is gradually destroying our natural resources and  destroying himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all part of one little pattern of life going to school on a  little planet in space. We were not created to become masters of each  other; we were created to become friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time comes we must stand together for things that are right  and in standing together for these things, we can be true to the  millions who died to give us hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-3955792788003409385?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/3955792788003409385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=3955792788003409385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3955792788003409385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3955792788003409385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/05/karma-of-war.html' title='The Karma of War'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FC7wJ5clKU/TcmqAfEDP6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/-cuZewRD0G4/s72-c/war+chariot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-6337915239277481241</id><published>2011-03-28T11:46:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:17:46.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Protection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umkTdEZVKiE/TZCwNmImLUI/AAAAAAAAALs/UuGEezqbdOQ/s1600/prayer%2Bfor%2Bprotection.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589160885188177218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umkTdEZVKiE/TZCwNmImLUI/AAAAAAAAALs/UuGEezqbdOQ/s200/prayer%2Bfor%2Bprotection.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the many things in my arsenal that can be used for protection, the first line of defense is prayer, and this is the one I use.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prayer was written by James Dillet Freeman for all soldiers during World War II. It is one of two Freeman compositions carried to the moon by Apollo astronauts. In 1969, Edwin "Buzz" Aldrin took the "Prayer for Protection" along on the first manned moon landing. A microfilm copy of Freeman's poem "I Am There" was left on the moon in 1971 by Apollo XV astronaut James B. Irwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Light of God surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;The Love of God enfolds me.&lt;br /&gt;The Power of God protects me.&lt;br /&gt;The Presence of God watches over me.&lt;br /&gt;The Mind of God guides me.&lt;br /&gt;The Life of God flows through me.&lt;br /&gt;The Laws of God direct me.&lt;br /&gt;The Power of God abides within me.&lt;br /&gt;The Joy of God uplifts me.&lt;br /&gt;The Strength of God renews me.&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty of God inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I am, God is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a popular shortened version of the Prayer for Protection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light of God surrounds us,&lt;br /&gt;The love of God enfolds us,&lt;br /&gt;The power of God protects us&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God watches over us,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I am, God is...&lt;br /&gt;And all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-6337915239277481241?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/6337915239277481241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=6337915239277481241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/6337915239277481241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/6337915239277481241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2011/03/prayer-for-protection.html' title='Prayer for Protection'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umkTdEZVKiE/TZCwNmImLUI/AAAAAAAAALs/UuGEezqbdOQ/s72-c/prayer%2Bfor%2Bprotection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-7419958667949893452</id><published>2010-12-02T10:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T21:51:57.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>On Nov.13 2010 unsuspecting shoppers got a big surprise while enjoying their lunch. Over 100 participants in this awesome Christmas Flash Mob. This is a must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXh7JR9oKVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXh7JR9oKVE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-7419958667949893452?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/7419958667949893452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=7419958667949893452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7419958667949893452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7419958667949893452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2010/12/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-7138971479037125158</id><published>2010-10-07T10:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:08:25.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yolana Bard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TK3aFXNljCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZkmURI-jk8M/s1600/Yolana+Bard+Ripley%27s+Believe+it+or+not.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TK3aFXNljCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZkmURI-jk8M/s200/Yolana+Bard+Ripley%27s+Believe+it+or+not.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525312103518669858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I came across this Ripley’s Believe it or not newspaper clipping and I thought I would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;Out of all my mother’s press releases this was her favorite. ” I finally made it to the big time”, she said.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that she shared the caption with the man who landed on his feet, made her laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A psychic who performs as a volunteer for law enforcement authorities, without prior knowledge has given the N.Y. City Police Dept.  the exact items taken by a robbery suspect, listed those the accused still carried – and even named the caliber of a murder weapon LONG BEFORE IT WAS FOUND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-7138971479037125158?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/7138971479037125158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=7138971479037125158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7138971479037125158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7138971479037125158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2010/10/yolana-bard.html' title='Yolana Bard'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TK3aFXNljCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZkmURI-jk8M/s72-c/Yolana+Bard+Ripley%27s+Believe+it+or+not.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-2707535656507226425</id><published>2009-11-11T14:42:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:31:58.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Investing in Yourself</title><content type='html'>by Melody Bard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find most interesting is how many people often do not take the time or expense it takes to invest in themselves, especially during these hard times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of the preflight instructions you receive before takeoff. “In the event the oxygen masks fall from the overhead compartment, place one on yourself before placing one on your child.” This makes perfect sense to me. If I can’t breathe, I won’t be able to help my loved ones who are having difficulty breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you can serve others you have to serve yourself. Now this does not mean being selfish, far from it. It simply makes you more efficient. If you were traveling cross country in your car you would not get very far if you never did maintenance or brought your car in for an inspection, but here we are at the supermarket or local fast food establishment making poor choices because we don’t have the money or time to do it right. We fill our minds with junk from TV and toxic people. Our bodies starve for nutrition from poor quality food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really all comes down to making the right choices, Should we shut off the TV news that’s bringing down our vibration through fear and anger or do something worthwhile with our time that may raise it. When people go between these two emotions of fear and anger for extended periods of time there life usually changes for the worst. By shifting our thoughts and emotions away from fear and anger we can begin to change our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every important change we make in our own conduct, a new world will be open to us. We are here to be a little better every single day; we are here to outgrow all limitations, we here to outgrow ignorance. We live in a universe where there is nothing to fear except our own ignorance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we become better the world becomes better. We live in a world of infinite opportunity. The moment we decide to use our mind instead of abuse it, the arts will flourish, music will again dominate our world, our books will be better written, and our TV programs will be inspiring, every thing we know will be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person’s day is usually divided between work, rest and recreation. It is during the recreation part of the day that we should use whatever spare time we have to raise our vibration. One way of raising your vibration amongst others, is to start by getting out into nature and trusting in its healing powers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately recreations for some individuals consist of just sitting in front of a TV and have some actors or newscasters tell them how to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking for your self is slowly becoming extinct amongst the population. We can change this by starting to listen to our own gut instinct or God instinct. Our instincts can sometimes become clouded due to experiencing these low vibratory emotions. We all get lost on the journey, but it amazes me how some people will drive around for hours lost without stopping to ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel lost, you are not alone; many people are searching for direction. Each of us is given a life and a world to grow, and we serve that world to make it beautiful and when we take a wilderness and change it into a garden then we are truly living according to the will of heaven. We all have a limited amount of time on this school called earth; let’s make the most of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-2707535656507226425?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/2707535656507226425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=2707535656507226425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2707535656507226425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2707535656507226425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2009/11/investing-in-yourself.html' title='Investing in Yourself'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-2111538463192936966</id><published>2009-03-12T14:08:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:53:22.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYRNZsaWOw/TbysdwNSq5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cMgpp8Itpic/s1600/P1000342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYRNZsaWOw/TbysdwNSq5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cMgpp8Itpic/s320/P1000342.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Given only once a year, and only on Good Friday, these special readings have been in Melody's family for generations and have become a tradition for friends, family members and clients. This is the only time of the year when Melody gives a reading to a family member. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ordinary egg is held in your hand for a period of time, the energy you give off is slowly absorbed by the egg. The egg is than cracked open into a glass of water and left alone until it starts forming a three dimensional floating image. Melody uses her psychic abilities to interpret the uniquely formed image into a reading. She also gives Egg Readings remotely; this is done by attaching a photo and name of the person receiving the reading on the glass. &lt;br /&gt;This works like the water crystal experiments of &lt;a href="http://www.life-enthusiast.com/twilight/research_emoto.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Masaru Emoto&lt;/a&gt; where he exposes water in glasses to different words, pictures, or music and then freezing and examining the aesthetics of the resulting crystals with microscopic photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYRNZsaWOw/TbysdwNSq5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cMgpp8Itpic/s1600/P1000342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In following the footsteps of her ancestors, Melody uses these very powerful egg readings to give deeper insight into this life's journey.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-2111538463192936966?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/2111538463192936966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=2111538463192936966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2111538463192936966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/2111538463192936966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2009/03/egg-reading.html' title='Egg Reading'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrYRNZsaWOw/TbysdwNSq5I/AAAAAAAAAU8/cMgpp8Itpic/s72-c/P1000342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-1852458047154795474</id><published>2008-11-24T11:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:13:10.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven or Hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SSrUfIATRxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-WDaxXLvJo4/s1600-h/IMGA0058.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272259944980367122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SSrUfIATRxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-WDaxXLvJo4/s200/IMGA0058.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short story dedicated to my dog Mojo who passed on suddenly last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven or Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man and his dog were walking along a country road, enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to the man that he was actually dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered dying, and that his dog too had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road would lead them, and continued onward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill a tall white arch that gleamed in the sunlight broke it. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pleased that he had finally arrived at heaven, and the man and his dog walked toward the gate. As he got closer, he saw someone sitting at a beautifully carved desk off to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, but is this heaven?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it is, sir," the man answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The gatekeeper gestured to his rear, and the huge gate began to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I assume my friend can come in?" the man asked, gesturing toward his dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reply was "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought about it then thanked the gatekeeper, turned back toward the road, and continued in the direction he had been going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill, and he came to a dirt road that led through a farm gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no fence, and it looked as if the gate had never been closed, as grass had grown up around it. As he approached the gate, he saw a man just inside, sitting in the shade of a tree in a rickety old chair, reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly, There's a pump over there," the man said, pointing to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. Come on in and make yourself at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog "He's welcome too, and there's a bowl by the pump," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walked through the gate and, sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a dipper hanging on it and a bowl next to it on the ground. The man filled the bowl for his dog; he then took a long drink himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When both were satisfied, he and the dog walked back toward the man, who was sitting under the tree waiting for them, and asked, "What do you call this place?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is heaven," was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "It certainly doesn't look like heaven, and there's another man down the road who said that place was heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it was beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope. That's hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doesn't it offend you for them to use the name of heaven like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. I can see how you might think so, but it actually saves us a lot of time. They screen out the people who are willing to leave their best friends behind."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-1852458047154795474?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/1852458047154795474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=1852458047154795474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1852458047154795474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1852458047154795474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/11/heaven-or-hell.html' title='Heaven or Hell?'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SSrUfIATRxI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-WDaxXLvJo4/s72-c/IMGA0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-5474094199663055175</id><published>2008-10-02T19:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:12:17.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Predicting financial fortunes supernaturally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.threevillages.com/Articles-i-2008-10-02-76391.113114_Predicting_financial_fortunes_supernaturally.html"&gt;http://www.threevillages.com/Articles-i-2008-10-02-76391.113114_Predicting_financial_fortunes_supernaturally.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predicting financial fortunes, supernaturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smithtown psychic says she foresaw failure of Wall Street bailout plan&lt;br /&gt;By Jennifer Choi &lt;br /&gt;write the author&lt;br /&gt;October 01, 2008 | 02:56 PM&lt;br /&gt;In this time of economic crisis, people are not only turning to financial advisers for help, they are also seeking advice from psychics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When things are bad, I'm usually busier," said psychic Melody Bard of Smithtown. "People are in a lot of pain right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Bard, whose clients have recently sought financial guidance from her, the current economic conditions will worsen before they improve. Some people will become "really poor," she noted, citing the era of the 1920s leading to the Great Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During an interview Monday at noon, the Smithtown psychic predicted that the $700 billion Wall Street bailout would not be approved by Congress, a vote scheduled for 1 pm that afternoon. At about 1:30 pm, officials announced that the bill had been defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to questions regarding their future financial status, clients also seek answers about love, health and relationships, said Bard. Having apprenticed for 20 years with her mother, Yolana, a professional psychic in Manhattan for 30 years, Bard started her own business two years ago. It's called Just One Melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was always able to do [psychic readings], but I didn't want to do it professionally at first," she said, adding that what she enjoys most is connecting families to the loved ones they have lost, a service she provides free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It gives them closure and peace," she noted. "You have to give something back. That's what you're supposed to do with your gifts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Bard, who resides in Smithtown with her husband, John, and 14-year-old twins, Alex and Noelani, she cannot provide psychic readings for any of her family members because "emotions get in the way." The key to accurate readings lies in remaining nonanalytical and unbiased, she said, a feat difficult to accomplish when emotions are involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of physical conditions, "I can see the body inside," Bard said, citing a client who was hospitalized after a gall bladder attack, a health concern mentioned during a previous psychic reading. However, "some things I can't see because I'm not meant to see it," she noted, because destiny still plays a part in shaping one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think there are coincidences," she added. "There's a reason for everything, good and bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bard, whose brother, Ronald, is also a psychic in California, offers readings both in person and over the phone. For the latter, clients must send pictures of themselves and anyone else about whom they wish to learn. Full- and half-hour phone consultations are available, as are in-person sessions. For more information, visit www.justonemelody.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a client has received a reading, Bard said she does not encourage scheduling another consultation because it may not be necessary. Her advice to clients is: "I gave you a path. Now listen to your own instincts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to providing psychic readings, Bard also visits homes to rid them of haunting spirits. She recently visited a house in Jericho where she immediately felt an "oppressive" force upon entering the attic, she said. She then returned to "bless" the home, which she believed was haunted by the spirit of a drug-abusing young man who was killed in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People who are bad when they're alive are the same way when they die," the psychic said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon completing the blessing successfully, both Bard and the homeowners realized that a dark shadow in the corner of the attic had disappeared, Bard said. "When I hear from people and they say they're doing well, I know that's what it's all about."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-5474094199663055175?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/5474094199663055175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=5474094199663055175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/5474094199663055175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/5474094199663055175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/10/predicting-financial-fortunes.html' title='Predicting financial fortunes supernaturally'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-1853447343704289823</id><published>2008-09-11T21:05:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:30:48.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody meets with L.I.P.R.A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SMnMFhMnZgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BDdXyjZs7MI/s1600-h/lipra+civic+wreck+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SMnMFhMnZgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BDdXyjZs7MI/s200/lipra+civic+wreck+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244947636232349186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a recent paranormal investigation, Melody teams up with the folks from the Long Island Paranormal Research Association. Before heading over to investigate the Jericho House, Melody and founder of LIPRA, Richard Caminiti pose for a picture. The rest of what went on that evening can be found on Richard's site. &lt;a href="http://www.lipra.org/node/1630"target="_blank"&gt;www.LIPRA.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-1853447343704289823?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/1853447343704289823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=1853447343704289823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1853447343704289823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1853447343704289823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/09/melody-meets-with-lipra.html' title='Melody meets with L.I.P.R.A'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SMnMFhMnZgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/BDdXyjZs7MI/s72-c/lipra+civic+wreck+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-3679227149241994180</id><published>2008-07-25T20:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:20:31.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for a Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SIp4gmd9CeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qevYSteloog/s1600-h/egg+readings+018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227122818994211298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SIp4gmd9CeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qevYSteloog/s400/egg+readings+018.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been answering a lot of questions lately on how to prepare for a reading. I generally work with objects or photos of people you are interested in knowing about, past or present. I don’t use props like Tarot cards etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will require a picture of you if the consultation is over the phone. Often Clients want to know about themselves and do not provide photos of people or pets that are close to them and that is fine; however providing photos of friends and loved ones that are close to you gives me more insight. The lives of these other beings affect your path in life and make up who you are and who you will become; like ripples in a pool of water, each one affecting the other. &lt;br /&gt;My Phone Consultations are as affective as my in-person Readings. I will connect with you through your voice and image. You can use Email to send me your photos. At your request photos sent through regular mail will be returned to you with the only original audio cassette recording of the entire session. &lt;br /&gt;Our time is short and the reading goes by very quickly so it is a great idea to have a list of important questions prior to the reading.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I think it is worth mentioning the limitation of alcohol use prior to a reading; this has never really become an issue but it will affect the quality of your reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-3679227149241994180?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3679227149241994180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/3679227149241994180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/07/preparing-for-reading.html' title='Preparing for a Reading'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SIp4gmd9CeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qevYSteloog/s72-c/egg+readings+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-7993293262418539170</id><published>2008-04-13T10:27:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T23:18:40.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SAIZmVYSPAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WPtRrMS8yoE/s1600-h/Blue+Island.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188737867048958978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SAIZmVYSPAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WPtRrMS8yoE/s200/Blue+Island.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are curious about the "Other Side" or who are grieving the loss of a loved one, this book is a great read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has been getting harder to come by as it is not in print anymore. I added a copy of this book, as a pdf file, on the home page of &lt;a href="http://www.melodybard.com/index.html"&gt;my website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may take a few seconds to down load so be patient&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://melodybard.com/BlueIsland.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to read The Blue Island.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-7993293262418539170?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/7993293262418539170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=7993293262418539170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7993293262418539170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/7993293262418539170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/04/blue-island.html' title='The Blue Island'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/SAIZmVYSPAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WPtRrMS8yoE/s72-c/Blue+Island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-4780648931202488758</id><published>2008-02-27T18:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:10:47.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to use a Pendulum</title><content type='html'>How to use a Pendulum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendulums can be used to access your subconscious mind. The flow of energy goes from your subconscious mind to your extremities and around your body. Tiny muscles in your fingertips are connected to the motor centers of the brain and it is these motor centers that are affected by subconscious thoughts. Your thoughts and words affect the flow of energy and the pendulum responds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get started draw two lines in the shape of a cross on a piece of paper. One line will be labeled YES and the other will be labeled NO. Next calibrate your pendulum by asking it a set of a few known questions. Start by asking it is my name _________? Am I sitting down? Is the world flat? Don't try to make the pendulum move, nor try to hold it still. It should just start to swing. The direction it swings in will determine if that line is a YES or a NO. So label it accordingly. When you get the correct answers to the rest of your known questions, your pendulum will be calibrated. Ask what you want to know the answer to. Stop each time before asking it the next question. Now hold your pendulum, if you're right handed, place your right elbow on the table with your forearm and hand extended above the chart. Spread the chain of the pendulum over your right forefinger and hold it in place with your thumb so that the point of the pendulum is suspended an inch over the center of the chart. Pendulums can be used for personal answers and practical questions as well. For instance if you lost your keys. Ask: are my keys in the house? Are my keys at work? Are my keys in my bag? Keep in mind not to ask the pendulum if you love your spouse after he or she might have upset you by forgetting to put the ice cream back in the freezer. You may get a NO. Do not be general with your questions, be as specific as possible. For instance, fire can be both good and bad. Remember to stay away from drugs and alcohol before using this device. It will interrupt with the positive flow of energy. There are many other uses of your pendulum; this is a good starting point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-4780648931202488758?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4780648931202488758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4780648931202488758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2008/02/how-to-use-pendulum.html' title='How to use a Pendulum'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-4400831377144165928</id><published>2007-12-27T19:33:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:17:20.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody's Vision</title><content type='html'>by Nelressa Monique &lt;a href="http://www.health-prism.com/spirit_melodys-vision.html"&gt;http://www.health-prism.com/spirit_melodys-vision.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody's Vision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychics can bring insight to your success in finance, career, love life, family, health issues, spirituality, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of the word psychic, what comes to your mind? Usually for me it would conjure up thoughts about crystal balls, colorful stones or gypsy-dressed women loosely hanging out in front of the doorway, trying to lure innocent passer-by into their den of deception [Okay, a little over the top… but this is what I picture].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben’s Lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a gentleman Ben, recently, at an art exhibition held at the Philippine Embassy in New York City, US. Something was different about Ben, which isn't saying much since most people in NYC are “different.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he was different in a sense that his warm demeanour was genuine and sincere, uncommon in the cut-throat jungle that is NYC. We got into a conversation, and exchanged our telephone numbers and promised to keep in touch. By the end of the following week we'd made plans to meet up with each other and his employer, a celebrity psychic named Melody Bard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Celebrity psychic, what does that mean?" I thought to myself. Apparently, his employer has sure worked with the wealthiest international investors and well-known celebrities in the world. When I heard the confidential client list, I was impressed. It changed my perception of Melody, but the psychic ability part I wasn't so convinced yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to meet with Melody I wondered what a true psychic really does -- what is their job occupancy? Like I mentioned, at this point, they all represented the modern day peasants of society who believed in celebrating Halloween everyday of the year, dressed in costume and wanting “tricks and treats” in the form of cash. Either way, I decided to keep my scepticism to a bare minimum, just in case she truly was a psychic and could pick up my negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Friday afternoon I came to her office located on Park Avenue in the heart of the busiest and richest corner of Manhattan -- lots of money is exchanged daily. I was quite impressed by the location of her office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Ben, who is Melody's Personal Assistant and friend, and took the elevator to the 16th floor where her office is located. After stepping off the elevator and entering glass doors to be greeted by an affectionate secretary and a plush receptionist area, could you believe I actually felt a bit disappointed because I didn't see any of the expected cheap drapery, tranquillity fountains, harp instrumentals and bad interior design you might find in a “psychic shop” like on TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later we walked down a long corridor and entered Melody's office, which to me [surprise] did have the crystals and water fountain, but only as an added ambience to the dimly-lit room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody’s Magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody was of average height, sporting normal attire [jeans and a white blouse], sandals, and full of personality. She had lots of spunk and charisma in the way a favourite aunt or cousin might greet you. We spoke briefly, but connected right away. After laughing and joking with her, I felt very comfortable. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped speaking, lowered her head, closed her eyes and proceeded to blow my socks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after the other, Melody would tell me explicit details about the people in my life and intimate facts that only a lover would know. At times the information came so unexpectedly I felt like I was slowly being undressed, piece by piece, with no control of the sudden exposure. I was shocked and amazed by the amount of accuracy she was able fill me with -- from my father's illness with diabetes to my future love life… to my career which would take me around the world. Currently, I am South Korea for a year to work as a copyeditor for children's books and test curricula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited hearing the information she told me and the interesting people I would soon meet. "My life sounds so interesting," I told Melody. It felt like listening to a preview of a courageous “rags-to-riches” story soon-to-be-released at the theatres where the main starring actress was me. I truly understood at that moment why celebrities and clients from overseas travelled once a year to be “read” by Melody -- she is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Melody Bard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody Bard comes from a long line of psychics. She is the daughter of the famous world psychic medium Yolana Bard who precisely named the location of the Iraqi dictator, Saddam Hussein before his capture. Melody apprenticed with her mother for nearly twenty years and assumed her business and clients in 2007. She's worked with the renowned parapsychologist, Han Holzer, PhD, not to speak of a confidential high-profile list of diplomats, law officials, CEOs, and entertainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody practices in New York. She is open to the public for psychic readings, paranormal investigations, and dream interpretations. For more information about Melody and her practice visit: www.justonemelody.com or Justonemelody@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hour Of Amazement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour of amazement and fascination with Melody's “reading” she cut the recorder off [yes, I have evidence] and she said it was time to go. I didn't want it to end, the feeling of joy and self-love filled me from within. All I could muster up between my tightly-arched grin was, "Wow…thank you…Wow…thank you..." I felt very much rejuvenated mentally, with lots of esteem and love. Melody gave me a potion of encouragement, joy and happiness filled to the brim, needing to be spread to others for uplifting and nurturing. I wanted more, but our time was through. In a matter of an hour my life changed dramatically for the better. I felt I could do and accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon leaving, I again thanked Melody and Ben for their time and gave each of them a huge hug. I left that afternoon feeling so spiritually uplifted that I glowed from the inside out. I left behind my rags of scepticism about psychics forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A legitimate psychic who can bring insight to success in your finances, career, love life, family, health issues, spirituality and more -- who would have thought this really existed? Melody not only helped me with spirituality and empowerment but, in turn, I was able to share the good feeling [happy-high as I like to refer to it] with others. She saw that I like to help others and her God-given talent helped me to continue my mission of helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God gave us the talents to build bridges, towers, computers, and airplanes along with the creativity of dancing, writing, singing, sculpting, why should it be any different with psychics who hold the power to see our lives at a higher level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is true: psychics are tapped into [the other] 90 per cent of our brain power that we do not use. I no longer doubt psychic ability from my personal experience with Melody and feel their ability to help others to love themselves and use their own potential as being the greatest power and gift a person can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike a counsellor, life coach or even a psychologist, psychics aren't speculating about what your life will bring. They let you know exactly how wonderful you already are and what great wonders you will achieve in your lifetime -- to make this world an even better place to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-4400831377144165928?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/4400831377144165928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=4400831377144165928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4400831377144165928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4400831377144165928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/12/melodys-vision.html' title='Melody&apos;s Vision'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-470093473354661965</id><published>2007-11-05T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:21:27.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings Park Psychiatric Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/Ry-8_CgUFII/AAAAAAAAAEw/80msKKx0Src/s1600-h/kings+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129526291788469378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/Ry-8_CgUFII/AAAAAAAAAEw/80msKKx0Src/s400/kings+park.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Established in 1885 as an asylum and left abandoned since 1996. Pictured here is building 93. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After haven driven by this building a number of times, I often pick up a lot of paranormal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving home from a restaurant with my family I was on  St. Johnland Road, when we all witnessed  an apparition near this building. We saw an old woman dressed in black with a ghostly white face, she was hunched over holding what looked like a lantern. We passed her by on the road and thought it was unusual, after slowing down and looking in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rear view&lt;/span&gt; mirror she had vanished. Although I have never been inside, this is a very interesting place and I would love to investigate it further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-470093473354661965?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/470093473354661965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/470093473354661965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/11/kings-park-psychiatric-center.html' title='Kings Park Psychiatric Center'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/Ry-8_CgUFII/AAAAAAAAAEw/80msKKx0Src/s72-c/kings+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-1782044088638238490</id><published>2007-10-27T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:51:53.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem Mass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyQEDigUFHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XGZSFbVRhCg/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,442+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126226734702924914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyQEDigUFHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XGZSFbVRhCg/s400/of%3D50,590,442+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me during a recent trip to Salem, If you ever get a chance to visit, be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;careful&lt;/span&gt; at  John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hathorne's&lt;/span&gt; house, Nathaniel Hawthorne's Great-Great Grandfather, AKA the Hanging Judge. I picked up very negative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;activity&lt;/span&gt; and felt ill untill I left. Otherwise Salem is a great place and I cant wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-1782044088638238490?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/1782044088638238490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=1782044088638238490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1782044088638238490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/1782044088638238490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/10/salem-mass.html' title='Salem Mass.'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyQEDigUFHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XGZSFbVRhCg/s72-c/of%3D50,590,442+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-4218171883873782660</id><published>2007-10-27T22:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:28:52.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peahen (female peacock)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyP0XygUFAI/AAAAAAAAADs/4Xz5QYmugd8/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,4421.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyP2QSgUFDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Xz9kfPG0nYc/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,442+4.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126211560583468082" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyP2QSgUFDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Xz9kfPG0nYc/s320/of%3D50,590,442+4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sitting at home feeling a bit depressed over the passing of my Mother. I had been asking her to send me a sign that she hears me.  I than turn my head up to look out of my skylight, and I see what appears to be a peacock. I quickly grabbed my camera and took this shot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy to report that my peahen is still visiting me and my family. Every time I see her I remember my mother and I know she is watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;Update.- 4/3/11 Pea hen has been gone now for the past 9 months. She has moved on to greener pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyP0YSgUFCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/u-ng45tYL8U/s1600-h/of%3D50,590,442+6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-4218171883873782660?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/4218171883873782660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=4218171883873782660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4218171883873782660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/4218171883873782660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/10/peahen-female-peacock.html' title='Peahen (female peacock)'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyP2QSgUFDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Xz9kfPG0nYc/s72-c/of%3D50,590,442+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-6471814398884280289</id><published>2007-10-27T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:35:09.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Merchant House Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtigUE7I/AAAAAAAAACs/3lqtdbhGrmk/s1600-h/0917071709a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126194470908597170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtigUE7I/AAAAAAAAACs/3lqtdbhGrmk/s200/0917071709a.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtygUE8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/L73Pxs_2Tzc/s1600-h/0917071714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126194475203564482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtygUE8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/L73Pxs_2Tzc/s200/0917071714.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtygUE9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kmKikNlj_I8/s1600-h/0917072135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126194475203564498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtygUE9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kmKikNlj_I8/s200/0917072135.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During a recent Investigation of The Merchant House Museum, Melody Meets up with the folks from Paranormal NYC. The house was reported by the New York Times as, "Manhattans most haunted house." Melody, who is pictured here with Dan Sturges, try to gain insight into all the reported paranormal activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-6471814398884280289?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/6471814398884280289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=6471814398884280289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/6471814398884280289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/6471814398884280289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/10/merchant-house-museum.html' title='The Merchant House Museum'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyPmtigUE7I/AAAAAAAAACs/3lqtdbhGrmk/s72-c/0917071709a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2782067236027747753.post-5029492224991061176</id><published>2007-10-27T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:13:39.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Melody Meets Thunderbird Turtle Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyO70igUEyI/AAAAAAAAABo/JSjeOVuhlC8/s1600-h/thunderbird+turtle+woman.JPG+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126147312167686946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyO70igUEyI/AAAAAAAAABo/JSjeOVuhlC8/s400/thunderbird+turtle+woman.JPG+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over this past summer, Melody meets Donna Augustine, also known as Thunderbird Turtle Woman, a spiritual leader with the Elsipogtog First Nation and Tribal Council Representative for the New Brunswick and New Foundland, Canada groups.&lt;br /&gt;Together they share a three-hour cruise of the St. John River on board the Voyager II. While on board they share their there views with one another. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2782067236027747753-5029492224991061176?l=www.justonemelody.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/feeds/5029492224991061176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2782067236027747753&amp;postID=5029492224991061176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/5029492224991061176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2782067236027747753/posts/default/5029492224991061176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.justonemelody.com/2007/10/melody-meets-thunderbird-turtle-woman.html' title='Melody Meets Thunderbird Turtle Woman'/><author><name>Melody Bard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11248912938086357999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/TPVQkiQ1KzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/JNEikIDBpBo/S220/PhotoLarge.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BY0mBBNzG4s/RyO70igUEyI/AAAAAAAAABo/JSjeOVuhlC8/s72-c/thunderbird+turtle+woman.JPG+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
