<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/CLRedding"><title>How the Universe looks from here - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/</link><description>I've been asking the Universe to explain itself to me since I was about 11 years old. I asked specifically how to reconcile God with Science.  Now and then, I seem to tune in on an answer. All that I write here represents not Truth, but what I believe to be true.I have my reasons, and I like to believe, my reason.  ///Everything of my own words and/or pictures that I post on Blogit is copyright by CLRedding 1972-present, all rights reserved.///</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/996044" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/993067" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/992184" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/991514" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/988309" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987966" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987560" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987557" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/985964" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/985555" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/996044"><title>Moving the furniture</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/996044</link><description>Rearranging the furniture is as satisfying and less work than moving into a new space. One reason is psychological or if you see the world as I do, a matter of energies. This is because our surroundings absorb our emotions as we go through life. In another perspective, that of the psyche, our emotions attach to whatever surrounds us as we are experiencing them. This is a very subtle but very potent storing of those emotional energies: we aren't aware, but we are affected below consciousness....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/993067"><title>Once again: EVERYTHING IS ENERGY!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/993067</link><description>I found this from Hashem Al-Ghaili today. Quantum physics shows that the solid world we perceive is actually made of energy lines, emptiness, and probability — not physical matter. For centuries, we have viewed the universe as a collection of solid objects, but quantum physics is dismantling that illusion. At the heart of every atom lies not a tiny, hard marble, but a swirling electric storm of probability and vibration. Scientists have proven that what we perceive as physical substance is...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/992184"><title>a new poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/992184</link><description>What Lasts In the chaos constructed by human connivance, greed, and blinkered self-deception, I look to the trees rising, indifferent to human madness, slow-reaching skyward, slow-flowing sap to nourish each twig and leaf and tiny single cell... I look to the seas rolling on and on, uncaring of Man's designs, against the sands, the cliffs, or flinging wildly partnering with rocky shores to dance, force meeting gravity, to graze the air and slowly fall... I look to the skies deep endless blue...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/991514"><title>I believe...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/991514</link><description>I have been asked what I believe in... I believe in a complex Reality. It is not a Universe, or Multiverse that can be described in simple, linear notions. I believe in God, but not a God as much like Man as the God of Western Culture is taken for. I don't believe in a God that is He or She because those ideas put limits on what It can be. 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Like all the other dichotomies, there is a continuum between the predator and the prey, the nuances of choice between them particularly where there is...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987966"><title>The School of Life</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987966</link><description>Here we are, living on this fairly special planet; as Terry Pratchett described it and us, "...where the falling angel meets the rising ape." That's us, indeed: a spiritual entity living in a body evolved over time from ape ancestors. Spirit vibrates at a high frequency while the body vibrates at quite a slower frequency, and somehow in some grand cosmic experiment perhaps, the two are brought together to live, to experience, to learn. I've addressed this before, the idea of this world of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987560"><title>The 'bio' for the weekend event</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987560</link><description>about the Reader Ciel was a child of both a scientist and a mystic, and began to wonder how both could be real around the time she was 10 years old. The Universe has been sending her pieces of the great multi-dimensional puzzle of Reality ever since. She discovered an ability to pick up on images and colors through reading tarot cards around the age of 20. In her 30s she attended the Washington Psychic Institute (the seminary of the Church of Divine Man in Tacoma, Washington) where emphasis...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987557"><title>This is the info being printed up for this weekend's activities</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/987557</link><description>Everything is energy. Any modern physicist will tell you: Even matter is, at the most basic level, energy. Your body, your thoughts and beliefs, your feelings, your memories, conscious and sub, your stuff--all energies vibrating at their own particular wavelengths. We normally see only a very limited range of vibrating energies--colors--and hear another limited range--sounds. Many other animals see and hear what we don't because they're built that way. An energy reader is one who can tune in...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/985964"><title>Thinking About Thinking</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/CLRedding/985964</link><description>It's not anthropomorphism to believe that animals think &amp; feel like us. It's assuming they think &amp; feel the same ways about the same things as we do. Misreading physical cues like facial expressions or body language leads to totally mistaken interpretations of what an animal has on its mind, what it intends or wants. 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