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<title>The Sea</title>
<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 16:50:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>The sounds of life ripple across the seas of love. One by one each drop  becomes whole moving in a beautiful rhythmic pattern. The sun glistens  across its surface lighting the way. Immerse yourself in its creation as  it supports your every step. We are channels from beyond time  and space sharing a gift with humanity. This place found within, a  sound, a frequency that opens the door to many worlds. Its the essence  of creation in its purest form. Its structure melds with its environment  but flows freely in</description>

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<p><img align="left" alt="Photo" style="padding: 10px; width: 147px; height: 196px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1279/c20_2381.jpg" />The sounds of life ripple across the seas of love. One by one each drop  becomes whole moving in a beautiful rhythmic pattern. The sun glistens  across its surface lighting the way. Immerse yourself in its creation as  it supports your every step. <br /><br />We are channels from beyond time  and space sharing a gift with humanity. This place found within,...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/The-Sea-1279.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>Your Angels</title>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 18:53:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>The tired seek solace in the arms of the angels. Their embrace softens the harsh reality that surrounds life, for you are always in the warmest of company greeted with love and light like the morning sun cresting the horizon. Rays of love fill your spirit with hope and joy. Let them guide you on your journey. Feel weightless as their gentle touch caresses your being and lifts your soul. Your guides will always show you the way. Take the time to hear their voices as they speak to you with gentle whispers, for you are never alone. </description>

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<p><img align="left" alt="Photo" style="padding: 10px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1256/c20_2368.jpg" />The tired seek solace in the arms of the angels. Their embrace softens the harsh reality that surrounds life, for you are always in the warmest of company greeted with love and light like the morning sun cresting the horizon. Rays of love fill your spirit with hope and joy. <br /><br />Let them guide you on your journey. Feel weightless as their gentle touch caresses your being and lifts your soul. Your guides will always show you the way. Take the time to...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/Your-Angels-1256.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>Waves of Creation</title>
<pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 19:17:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>Weightless your spirit moves along the waves of earths breath, flowing freely to form and shape the world around you. Its vivid colors create a magical playground, while conscious thoughts meld into a musical harmony shaping your very idea of existence. Such a wondrous and powerful place, but forgotten it is, the power you contain inside. For you place yourself in a state of controlled illusion, a place of powerlessness and guilt, binding yourself to hardship and suppression displayed in various forms.You are as fre</description>

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<p><img align="left" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1236/c20_2324.jpg" style="padding: 5px; width: 162px; height: 284px;" alt="Photo" />Weightless your spirit moves along the waves of earth's breath, flowing freely to form and shape the world around you. Its vivid colors create a magical playground, while conscious thoughts meld into a musical harmony shaping your very idea of existence. Such a wondrous and powerful place, but forgotten it is, the power you contain inside. For you place yourself in a state of controlled illusion, a place of powerlessness and guilt, binding yourself to hardship and suppression displayed in various forms.</p><p>You are as free as creation ...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/Waves-of-Creation-1236.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>The Great Transition</title>
<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 07:32:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>              Channeled Message:The energy is shifting as its currents follow a path destined for awakening. The awareness of Self is its goal. You awaken from your deep slumber with a burst of fresh air, each breath breathing life into a once empty shell. Its caress gently brushes your skin like a mothers kiss to her childs cheek. Its tenderness envelops what once was the illusion of pain and suffering revealing what </description>

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<p><br /><img src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1170/c20_2290.jpg" style="padding: 5px;" alt="Photo" /></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><strong>Channeled Message:</strong></p><p><em>The ene</em><em>rgy is shifting as its currents follow a path destined for awakening. The awareness of Self is its goal. You awaken from your deep slumber with a burst of fresh air, each breath breathing life into a once empty shell. Its caress gently brushes your skin like a mothers kiss to her child's cheek. Its tenderness envelops what once was the illusion of pain and suffering revealing what you thought to be reality. </em></p><p><em>Grace beckons those who seek its mystery while the mists slowly lift from the hollow grounds below. It's the dawn of life itself greeting you with what you once knew yourself to be. For the time is now on this journey. It is the marriage of self, a deep recollection of your connection to all; it is YOU remembering your oneness.</em></p><p> </p><p><strong>Personal Thoughts:</strong></p><p>As we all know, life is filled with unexpected turns and twists. These experiences make up the very existence of our reality and our journey. Finding ourselves in the midst of such dramatic changes in our lives and environment, we may be asking ourselves the question, <em>why? Why now? Why are all these changes happening on such a global scale? Why do I feel like I'm being stripped to the core? Why am I losing everything that was once comfortable and secure? </em></p><p>It's called the 'evolution of the collective conscious,' and it's evolving at such a rapid rate that it may feel like everything in your life is being tossed in the air. This evolution is forcing humanity to look through a new lens of consciousness and explore what once was hidden behind the veil. As this fog begins to lift, massive change is taking place as it sweep a...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/The-Great-Transition-1170.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>The Calm</title>
<pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2011 17:38:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>Thoughts run through the elicit quiet of the night as waves appear  one after another unable to calm its stormy seas. Each string plucked  from its depths radiating across the souls endless expanse. Time has no  course.Words fall from the mouths of men, yet they know not what  they say. Expressions tainted in their dim light of righteousness, for  its colors prompt only experience as we fall blinded by its illusory  reality.Forecast not the souls journey as disappointment may  haunt its very veins. Feel its winds as it lifts your sail and guide</description>

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<p><img alt="Photo" style="padding: 5px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1155/c20_2265.jpg" /></p><p>Thoughts run through the elicit quiet of the night as waves appear  one after another unable to calm its stormy seas. Each string plucked  from its depths radiating across the souls endless expanse. Time has no  course.</p><p>Words fall from the mouths of men, yet they know not what  they say. Expressions tainted in their dim light of righteousness, for  its colors prompt only experience as ...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/The-Calm-1155.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>Moment of Silence</title>
<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2011 13:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>Quiet the mind as thoughts fill the voids of need. It is in desire that we lose track of our essence, a fear of being within our own presence. For many a man search for fulfillment in the planes of the physical only to be disappointed with a fleeting sense of satisfaction.It is the moments of stillness that life fulfills itself in the most delicate fashion. It whispers gently leading the way but only the listening soul becomes king to its gift as each note reveals volumes of luminous treasures for your passage to Self.Life is not fraught with s</description>

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<p><img alt="Photo" style="padding: 5px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1123/c20_2232.jpg" /></p><p>Quiet the mind as thoughts fill the voids of need. It is in desire that we lose track of our essence, a fear of being within our own presence. For many a man search for fulfillment in the planes of the physical only to be disappointed with a fleeting sense of satisfaction.</p><p>It is the moments of stillness that life fulfills itself in the most delicate fashion. It whispers gently leading ...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/Moment-of-Silence-1123.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>In a State of BEING</title>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 12:20:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>The Experience:It was in a moment of stillness that I awakened from my sleep to find myself in a state of nothingness. Sitting in a place void of space and time. No sense of joy or sadness. No sense of need, desire, fear, happiness, or abundance. No sound and no color. I was in need of no air nor of food. It was a sense of everything and nothing at the same time. It was as if in a vacuum, void of everything but pure consciousness. A state of just BEING. This experience brought a state of temporary peace to the w</description>

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<p>The Experience:<br /><br /><em>It was in a moment of stillness that I awakened from my sleep to find myself in a state of nothingness. Sitting in a place void of space and time. No sense of joy or sadness. No sense of need, desire, fear, happiness, or abundance. No sound and no color. I was in need of no air nor of food. It was a sense of everything and nothing at the same time. It was as if in a vacuum, void of everything but pure consciousness. A state of just BEING. </em></p><p><br /><br /><img align="left" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1108/c20_2214.jpg" style="padding: 10px;" alt="Photo" />This experience brought a state of temporary peace to the wandering and cluttered mind that fills its waking hours. Its stark contrast defies logic of a reality filled with cravings of the physical and the attainment of an ever elusive quest for answers. It is in the quest that we continually seek the many avenues only to find more questions. The proverbial carrot dangling in front of our noses&hellip;luring us deeper and deeper as we miss the simplicity of <em>being</em>.<br /><br />Until we have a taste of, and em...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/In-a-State-of-BEING-1108.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>Encounters of the Soul Kind</title>
<pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 21:50:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>Channeled Message:The veil stretches thinner with each passing day pulling its frail fibers apart with ease. A world unknown now enters into the realm of humanity as the light slowly filters between its threads. A sense of change permeates this once heavy space,  and a feeling of connectivity sweeps across its vast expanse. Old friends meet once again with deep recognition, a soul journey divinely guided before time itself. The darkness begins to fade as the mysteries rise to the surface to become known</description>

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<p><em>Channeled Message:</em></p><p><img align="left" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1066/c20_1835.jpg" style="padding: 10px; width: 150px; height: 137px;" alt="Photo" /><em>The veil stretches thinner with each passing day pulling its frail fibers apart with ease. A world unknown now enters into the realm of humanity as the light slowly filters between its threads. A sense of change permeates this once heavy space,  and a feeling of connectivity sweeps across its vast expanse. Old friends meet once again with deep recognition, a soul journey divinely guided before time itself. The darkness begins to fade as the mysteries rise to the surface to become known.</em></p><p><em>Tough it has been for many blinded by the density of a reality filled with vice and fear. The illusion masterfully designed in its limited framework leads its observer deep into the projected grid of life. The shadows beckon us back to play, but its system can no longer be hidden, for the power of human spirit and love can never be confined. Have patience with self. Know the truth from within.</em></p><p>Personal thoughts:</p><p>All the information I could ever need has been graciously given to me through my years of channeled writing. These messages have become my personal teacher and my inspiration. For over a year-and-a-half I had chosen to shut down that channel of knowledge as I processed some unpleasant realities about myself. I was forced to face the very depths of my darkest shadows and learn to forgive myself. No amount of outward admission ever came close to the release and freedom of Self-forgiveness. It was a required period of time that allowed me to acknow...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/Encounters-of-the-Soul-Kind-1066.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>GP Medium Part 2 - The setup</title>
<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:23:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>Part 1You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore. - Christopher ColumbusWhen  most people think of living in a tent they assume some sort of remote  wilderness area-- not the middle of an urban city. This is where I began  my adventure, nestled in a small valley right on the edge of El Cajon,  California.My  husbands father owned quite a large piece of property</description>

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<p><a href="http://www.tokenrock.com/read-GP-Medium-1007.html">Part 1</a></p><p><strong><em>'You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.'</em><em> - Christopher Columbus</em></strong></p><p>When  most people think of living in a tent they assume some sort of remote  wilderness area-- not the middle of an urban city. This is where I began  my adventure, nestled in a small valley right on the edge of El Cajon,  California.</p><p><img align="left" alt="Photo" style="padding: 15px; width: 124px; height: 113px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1032/c20_1810.jpg" />My  husband's father owned quite a large piece of property adjacent to his  home. It was filled with overgrown Eucalyptus and Palm trees making it a  suitable place to pitch a tent before our move to Alaska. We spent days  clearing, digging holes, and pouring footings to support a large wooden  platform which would soon become our floor. This was the base upon  which we erected our 16' x 32' GP Medium tent. It was constructed of a  heavy thick green canvas exterior with a separate lightweight liner  supported by two large central wooden poles and eight smaller ones  around its perimeter.</p><p>We installed a wind generator that we hooked  up to a series of six batteries for electricity, an agricultural water  tank for water storage, and purchased a 1900's cast iron wood-burning  stove for cooking. We had a large double porcelain sink that drained  into 2 5-gallon paint buckets and a 50-gallon oil drum retrofitted to  use as a wood-burning heater. Outside we had a large stump, wedge,  sledgehammer, and axe ready for splitting wood.</p><p>As the days passed  I began to embrace my unconventional living situation. I found myself  transforming our utilitarian tent into a cozy home. I used our baby's  crib and a large dresser to break up the sleeping area towards the back,  a dining set near the front--adjacent to the cook stove, and a Papasan  couch with a small coffee table at the center creating our family room. I  added a few inexpensive accessories to give it a personal touch. I was  quite impressed with what I had created. Everything felt alive and  meaningful - it felt like home.</p><p>The fall weather was glorious as  we fell asleep nightly to the sounds of the wind gently blowing through  the trees and were awoken each morning by the warm sunlight beaming in  through the rolled up tent sides. There was a sense of serenity as the  critters began their early morning chatter and a distinct aromatic blend  of eucalyptus and decaying leaves filled the moist air.</p><p><img align="left" alt="Photo" style="padding: 15px; width: 147px; height: 207px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1032/c20_1809.jpg" /></p><p>My  day-to-day life presented new challenges born from a void of modern  conveniences. The wood-burning cook stove proved to be quite an  inefficient contraption as it took about 30 minutes to thoroughly heat  the stove top and an hour to heat the oven to 350 degrees. Constant  maintenance was essential to keep the temperature consistent -- no quick  or convenient meals. Heavy cast-iron skillets and Dutch ovens replaced  my more conventional cookware. I hauled multiple buck...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/GP-Medium-Part-2---The-setup-1037.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>GP Medium</title>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 08:26:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>If any of you have ever served in the military or watched the 70s TV show M*A*S*H, then you know just what I mean when I say GP Medium.The summer of 1994 was the beginning of a very challenging part of my young adulthood, forged from a line of not so wise choices but filled with beautiful learning experiences. It was a chapter that presented a time of growth, testing my inner fortitude, and perseverance.Still, I know of no higher fortitude than stubbornness in the face of overwhelming odds ~ Louis Nizer</description>

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<p><img align="left" alt="Photo" style="padding: 5px; width: 164px; height: 152px;" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1007/c20_1785.jpg" />If any of you have ever served in the military or watched the 70's TV show M*A*S*H, then you know just what I mean when I say GP Medium.</p><p>The summer of 1994 was the beginning of a very challenging part of my young adulthood, forged from a line of not so wise choices but filled with beautiful learning experiences. It was a chapter that presented a time of growth, testing my inner fortitude, and perseverance.</p><p><em>'Still, I know of no higher fortitude than stubbornness in the face of overwhelming odds' ~ Louis Nizer</em></p><p> </p><p><br /><strong>And so I begin....</strong></p><p>I left home at the very young age of 18 to marry my first husband who at the time was 35 years old. We hadn't known each other but a few weeks yet I was ready to leave everything behind and see the world. A new adventure awaited me.</p><p>Having just returned from the Alaskan wilderness where he lived the last 18 years of his life, he was filled with amazing stories from a place and lifestyle few ever get to experience. He was a true bushman living off the land, building his own hand-hewn log home, trapping, and enduring the long harsh winters -- a true survivalist, if you will. This played perfectly to my deep connection with earth, nature, and my sense of adventure. It was a dream come true and an opportunity I didn't want to pass me by. We married two month later and I became pregnant shortly thereafter.</p><p><img align="left" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/1007/c20_1782.jpg" style="padding: 5px; width: 197px; height: 157px;" alt="Photo" /></p><p>Hidden away from the harsh realities of societal life he chose to live, but nature was not a gentle teacher either. He could not hide from what life needed to teach even in the deepest, most isolated reaches of the planet. This he found to be true as he made his way back to California, back to a lifestyle wrought with bad memories and dysfunction. He was forced to leave his life behind, his comfort zone, and everything he had built due to some events that I am unable to share.</p><p>He began painting to generate income and had taken a job painting a home a few doors down from my parent's. One day on my walk to the mailbox, he stopped me and struck up a casual conversation. That's how we met, plain and simple, no fancy love story here.  That became the very moment that radically initiated a new chapter of my life.</p><p>My home life had been anything but emotionally stable over the previous 4 years so this coupled with my looking f...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/GP-Medium-1007.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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<title>Sudden Change</title>
<pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 23:36:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description>I have been on hiatus for the last 13 months as my spiritual journey has had me plummeting its depths to bring forth truth and honesty in my own life. It is not over yet by any means and Ive contemplated the outcome of sharing such personal information.Facing and sharing my own vulnerabilities through Token Rock with you is not any easy task, for I have been a pillar of strength and wisdom to so many others over the years.  But what I had once believed to be weakness and fear is actually my strength. These are the very driving forces we grow and learn from, shaping our perceptions and ideas of life. These are the pearls of wisdom t</description>

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By: Carrie-Anne D'Angelo

<p>I have been on hiatus for the last 13 months as my spiritual journey has had me plummeting its depths to bring forth truth and honesty in my own life. It is not over yet by any means and I've contemplated the outcome of sharing such personal information.</p><p>Facing and sharing my own vulnerabilities through Token Rock with you is not any easy task, for I have been a pillar of strength and wisdom to so many others over the years.  But what I had once believed to be weakness and fear is actually my strength. These are the very driving forces we grow and learn from, shaping our perceptions and ideas of life. These are the pearls of wisdom that guide us to our souls calling and purpose.</p><p>So with that being said, I have decided to share with you my personal journey as I travel a new and uncharted path, learning in my own way and hopefully provide strength to those of you who are experiencing similar changes.</p><p><em><font face="georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif">Without  accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect  composure.  But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for  us to accept it.  Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we  suffer.</font></em><font face="georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif">  <em>~Shunryu Suzuki</em><br /></font></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p><strong>Sudden Change</strong></p><p><img align="left" src="http://photo.tokenrock.com/c20/998/c20_1772.jpg" style="padding: 5px; width: 195px; height: 250px;" alt="Photo" />What happens when everything you think, feel and know suddenly take a 180 degree turn? Well, imagine that very scenario with our own planet. Foundations would crack and move, dust would cloud our sky, the very ground we walked on would be reshaped and water would begin cutting into its newly formed shorelines.</p><p>Some transitions hit us so quickly that we are left standing in the midst of darkness trying to figure out which way is up not being able to see the new landscape that has just formed around us. Panic and ...<br /><br /><a href='http://www.tokenrock.com/blogs/Sudden-Change-998.html' target='_blank'>Click Here To Continue Reading</a><br /><br />

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