<?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-2775501205973199682</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:16:42.556-07:00</updated><category term='gotta get raw with it'/><category term='energy sharing love costa rica'/><title type='text'>I am Green Queen.. Hear me RAW!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775501205973199682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NAJA Green Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228846163799992906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775501205973199682.post-832706610218375510</id><published>2008-03-16T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:34:20.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gotta get raw with it'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9zxRUFEOgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/gXttQuJlBWU/s1600-h/deep+cover.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178278951319255554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9zxRUFEOgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/gXttQuJlBWU/s320/deep+cover.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9zxRUFEOhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kREi62_mxxo/s1600-h/for+jackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178278951319255570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9zxRUFEOhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kREi62_mxxo/s320/for+jackie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY 15&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quite hard to believe it has been 2 weeks for me with out any solid food. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; is thanking me and my body is filing away and breaking down all the years of over stuffing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only drank water today and had a cup of green tea. Later in the evening I had a teaspoon of coconut oil with kelp granules. I do not recommend this. It is a juice FEAST after all- but it happened. I tend to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; mistake the feeling of constipation with hunger so not having the option to eat or chew or crunch on something really brought that feeling to the fore forefront of my guts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a child and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; my whole life I held everything in so naturally I held in my bowel movements too. Now, I really don't like to&lt;em&gt; let go. After I flush out I feel great but it is the part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; releasing that makes me feel unsafe and vulnerable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since I am the Green Queen and I am all about the rawness of emotions, life and feelings I wanted to get raw with myself. Get down to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nitty&lt;/span&gt; gritty of my being. Not taking in any juice today really slowed things down and I felt a lot of hurt and hate while I was doing yoga trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stimulate&lt;/span&gt; a bowel movement. Sometimes I just don't feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; doing an enema-even though I know I will feel better afterwards. It takes a lot out of me. (no pun intended..ha ha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;juicyness&lt;/span&gt; of life. The sharing of joyous moments as well as deep seeded issues that most do not want to share or rehash- not even with themselves. A friend of mine was going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; some emotions today and he was a bit resistant in sharing and said,"I always feel cheesy when talking about this stuff" Cheesy! It is freedom! I enjoy talking, sharing &amp;amp; listening to deep rooted hurts and emotions because if I really listen I find that I am "not the only one" It is easy to get self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with our very own&lt;em&gt; issues &lt;/em&gt;but expressing really does release.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;meditation&lt;/span&gt;. The feeling comes up and one&lt;em&gt; must &lt;/em&gt;acknowledge it and then let it pass. To try and stuff it down or make it not real or make it go away is when addictions comes into play. Acknowledge it, face it, thank it and let it pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is what I did today while stretching. I felt vulnerable, exposed and a lot of hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; parents. I felt exactly how I felt as a small child in the home I grew up in. I felt so deeply in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; and thought "i hate you" I wanted to push it aside and go onto the next pose. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;precisely&lt;/span&gt; what brought on all my compulsions with food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thruout&lt;/span&gt; the years. Pushing that hate aside and numbing it out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Doritos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;twix&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have done a lot of forgiveness and internal work surrounding my parents. So I allowed myself to feel the hurt, to feel the pain. I have unconditional love, respect and support for both my mom &amp;amp; dad presently. This feeling of hate had to do with me. It always boils down to me. I concluded that I am at the point to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; face, love and forgive me as a little girl. ME at age 5 or 6 and to love me. To nurture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; little girl and let her know she did her best. I still feel a bit tender on that subject but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;juicyness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; only help to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;facilitate&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;creating a space for unconditional love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Green Queen keeping it RAW &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775501205973199682-832706610218375510?l=greenqueenliving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/feeds/832706610218375510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775501205973199682&amp;postID=832706610218375510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775501205973199682/posts/default/832706610218375510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775501205973199682/posts/default/832706610218375510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-15-quite-hard-to-believe-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>NAJA Green Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228846163799992906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9zxRUFEOgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/gXttQuJlBWU/s72-c/deep+cover.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775501205973199682.post-5596470091950017717</id><published>2008-03-15T04:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:37:17.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='energy sharing love costa rica'/><title type='text'>I am Juicy-liscious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9uxpUFEOfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s9a7IbOj9Ao/s1600-h/glabal+transformation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177927519915227634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9uxpUFEOfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s9a7IbOj9Ao/s320/glabal+transformation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Global transformation is here now for us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are the ones we have been waiting for!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is So much love to be had, seen, felt, received, shared, given- it is endless.  Unlimited creativity and expression coupled with sharing unconditionally is what is before me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank you for this oppurtunity to choose to embark on a 92 day juice feast. It is a global juice feast and about 2000 people globally are juicing for 92 days.  March 1 was our first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is now 3 weeks and I am feeling wonderful. I am light and clear headed and full of energy. My daily activities are exactly the same with a little added energy and&lt;em&gt; way&lt;/em&gt; more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los Angeles and my current business endeavor keeps me quite busy. I think for this juice feast I like it that way. I get a lot done and drink thruout the day. I am occupied- this does not mean I overlook or ignore my body's needs or wants-I just continue with everyday busy and when I feel the need to rest..I rest. I think activity has helped me not be too concerned or fall into the feelings that detox usually brings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, I am thinking it would be wonderful to do a juice feast once a year. I would like my next to be in chilling in Costa Rica or Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, I focus on &lt;em&gt;THE NOW&lt;/em&gt;  and look forward to my mason jar (that gets poured into a nice wine glass) filled with the greens of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775501205973199682-5596470091950017717?l=greenqueenliving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/feeds/5596470091950017717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775501205973199682&amp;postID=5596470091950017717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775501205973199682/posts/default/5596470091950017717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775501205973199682/posts/default/5596470091950017717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenqueenliving.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-juicy-liscious.html' title='I am Juicy-liscious'/><author><name>NAJA Green Queen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09228846163799992906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PLqPbEdvayk/R9uxpUFEOfI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s9a7IbOj9Ao/s72-c/glabal+transformation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
