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	<title>This Mama's Dharma</title>
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	<description>one single mother.  one spririted preschooler.  oy -- what a life.</description>
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		<title>The Nourishment List</title>
		<description>I've just begun a 10-month online course called Awakening Joy with Buddhist meditation teacher James Baraz and a whole host of guest teachers. As the name would indicate, it's about cultivating happiness, wellbeing, peace, serenity, whatever you call it, in your daily life. I continue to be amazed and humbled ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2010/02/the-nourishment-list/</link>
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		<title>Acceptance</title>
		<description>As I hear my ex's car pull up to drop off S, I open the blinds. The light goes on in the car.

She is sitting there. I don't see her face, I have never seen her face...but I see the toss of a head. Long curly hair.

I feel sick. I ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2010/01/acceptance/</link>
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		<title>Strange and Wonderful Days</title>
		<description>I find myself exhilarated by the early days of TYOLMP...but I also feel a bit alone in it. All of the single parent bloggers I know talk about their evolving relationships, newly-found significant others, their dates, their hook-ups, their ever-hopeful search for connection with another human being. And believe me, ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2010/01/strange-days/</link>
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		<title>TYOLMP - the video</title>
		<description>Thanks to Ms. Single Mama for inspiring this video!! </description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2010/01/tyolmp-the-video/</link>
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		<title>A week with my son</title>
		<description>Tomorrow will conclude a full seven days spent with my son. A week without work and school, without the typical interruptions that punctuate my time with him. Just the two of us, and our friends, the only family I have. And it has been a beautiful week, for the most ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/a-week-with-my-son/</link>
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		<title>The Year of Loving Myself Passionately: An Update</title>
		<description>A little over a month ago, I declared 2010 (ok, perhaps a bit early) "The Year of Loving Myself Passionately (TYOLMP)." This is a serious decision for me: a holy vow to really, no-bullshit, truly, honestly shed some layers of self hatred and get down to the business of serious ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/the-year-of-loving-myself-passionately-an-update/</link>
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		<title>The ice always melts</title>
		<description>Ah, the bitter irony of this life. I was to have a full five days to myself while Sami was at his father's. And what happens? The Snowpocalypse of 2009. All my plans to be a whirling dervish of activity, dashed.

It ended up being all good. I just so happened ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/the-ice-always-melts/</link>
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		<title>&#8220;I love you more than everything&#8221; - a video tribute to 4 years of mothering my guru</title>
		<description>"I love you more than everything" from Leah Harris on Vimeo. </description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/i-love-you-more-than-everything-a-video-tribute-to-4-years-of-mothering-my-guru/</link>
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		<title>The pull of self-pity</title>
		<description>"Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything wise in this world."
Helen Keller 

As I embark on this path of celibacy and the journey inward, the journey home, I come face to face with blinding  spells of loneliness and self-pity. The old, ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/the-pull-of-self-pity/</link>
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		<title>Happiness</title>
		<description>This blog reminds me more than anything of the principle of impermanence.

I went through the grief of the last few posts and came out the other side. Nothing lasts forever.

Tonight, I think about how much joy I feel. Connection with my son has never been sweeter. In the last five ...</description>
		<link>http://mamadharma.net/2009/12/happiness/</link>
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