<?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-7611164737914983998</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:27:58.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Oranstar's* Grey School Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-8200813272037558865</id><published>2007-11-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:36:59.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 2: Staff and Scroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RyvUrLuAEbI/AAAAAAAAADY/Zt4WpIxMJVA/s1600-h/Scan0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RyvUrLuAEbI/AAAAAAAAADY/Zt4WpIxMJVA/s320/Scan0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; Pictish coded translation of the school motto:&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alive, everything is interconnected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(My personal sigil in green below the title.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RyvUr7uAEcI/AAAAAAAAADg/KbwV5EPpWH8/s1600-h/Scan0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RyvUr7uAEcI/AAAAAAAAADg/KbwV5EPpWH8/s320/Scan0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The stages I went through in arriving at my personal sigil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; 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By harm I mean not only physically but also mentally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not be who I am today if yesterday had not happened- I learn and grow with every triumph or disappointment life has to offer. Each one makes up the me you see right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little Kindness Goes A Long Way- I give what I can. I help were I can. I ask others to do the same. No act of kindness is too small to make some kind of impact on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Action Has A Reaction- Everything I do makes ripples in the world. I may not see the results but they are there. I can effect change (both good and bad) through my every action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live For Today- I have seen the end and came back to say that each day, every moment is important. If you are not living in the here and now you might as well not live for there may not be a tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2123454756095571762?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2123454756095571762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2123454756095571762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2123454756095571762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2123454756095571762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/11/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-5036859514330273791</id><published>2007-10-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:33:41.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body care right now is not so good. I have been ill for more than a year and have concentrated almost all of my energy trying to get well. I have not been getting regular exercise, my diet is poor and in general I feel and look unhealthy. I know that if I were to take better care of myself I might feel somewhat better but I have reached that point where the pain and sickness has sort of won over logic. I am hoping with my new treatments and a change of address my will to care will begin an upward trend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to the question of air quality versus health: I can say that I have experienced that first hand. When we first moved to the valley of California I very quickly got a terrible cold. It then developed into a very bad case of laryngitis. For months I fought with sore throats and nasal issues. I finally broke down and saw a doctor. She gave me something to heal the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the moment I stopped taking the meds my throat began to swell and I lost my voice. Off and on for months this happened until I went to a new doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He informed me that I had a bad case of “Valley Throat” and that as long as we lived in the deep pollution of the Central Valley I would never get well. According to him, “Being outside on a bad day in the Valley is like smoking half a pack.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we moved. Within a week my throat was fine and I have not had an issue in the two years we have been in the Pacific Northwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that there is a real danger with regards to air pollution and it’s effects on humankind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-5036859514330273791?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5036859514330273791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=5036859514330273791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5036859514330273791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5036859514330273791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/10/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-1284362826445950365</id><published>2007-09-19T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:12:29.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues I Feel Are Unfair-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue: Taxes&lt;br /&gt;Why am I paying taxes so that we can build more bombs or so that our “President” can go on fancy vacations? I want my taxes to go to the things that would be helpful to my way of life…like that pothole down the street from my house or the erecting of stop signs in my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue: Environment&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t we do something about the environment? And-I don’t mean “we” like as in myself and a few friends. I mean “we” as a whole world. We are all aware that our actions are leading us down the straight and narrow path to destruction but we seem to do very little about it (if anything at all). Maybe I should request that my taxes go to this issue even more than the pothole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue: Government&lt;br /&gt;Our government does not work. It has not worked for a very long time (if ever) and I think it is time for a rethinking (or revolution) of how our nation is ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue: Education&lt;br /&gt;It is mandatory to attend school from the age of 5 through 18 here in the USA. However, it is not mandatory that they teach us any more than what will allow for us to pass state and nation wide testing. Why is it that I went for 12 years without learning about health insurance and how to use it once I received it? Why was I never taught about renters rights or fire prevention? What about basic first aid or animal care? How about cooking, sewing and cleaning? What about resume writing? How to pick the best college for my needs and not get screwed over by financial aide? Where are all those skills that I really needed once I graduated high school? Why did I spend 12 years learning about the same people who did the same things over and over in my US “history” classes when I could have been using that time to learn how to be a successful adult?&lt;br /&gt;Issue: There are so many more I would write about but I would spend all my free time talking about them instead of doing something about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that I admire-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom-She is a hard worker. She worked two jobs almost the entire time I lived with her as a child. She worked so that I could have the things I needed to live a good life. No matter what though-She never complained and she always had time to talk to me and ask how my day was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boyfriend- I have never met anyone with more integrity. He never lies, cheats or takes credit for anything that is not his idea. His line of work (journalism) harbors a lot of less than honest people but no matter what he stands up for his beliefs. He never does something that goes against his moral code even if it might mean his job or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boss- He is the kindest boss I have ever had. He sets the bar pretty high for his employees but never allows for them to fail. He is supportive and nurtures your best qualities and helps you succeed in ways you didn’t think you could. He is understanding and allows for family and health to come first. He is the type of boss I hope to be someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-1284362826445950365?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1284362826445950365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=1284362826445950365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1284362826445950365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1284362826445950365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/09/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-557111797724785043</id><published>2007-08-25T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T21:25:26.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew it would be this hard to make friends once I was out of school. I guess being forced to do stupid assignments makes you get close fast! I have been living here for almost 2 years and I have not made a single friend! I mean, I know a lot of folks through work and stuff but they are just acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m beginning to think this might be a lost cause. How do you make friends when you are an adult? I don’t go to bars. I don’t attend church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s strange too because in high school and college I always had quite a few close friends. It’s like I grew up and lost the skill. And, I’m sure that it is not helpful that my mate has very little in the way of social skills. Still though, I thought for sure by now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am still hopeful. I have been volunteering for a number of things about town and making my way out more to the local hot spots. There is time yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one friend I have made is also a relative of sorts. She is my boyfriend’s sister and may someday be my sister-in-law. She and I have very little in common but somehow our personalities mesh great. We have a easy friendship. Most of the time we spend together is spent laughing. We seem to just naturally crack each other up. And-We love to take pictures. Mostly these pictures are of ourselves and each other. This seems to be a never ending source of entertainment too. We always joke that someday they’ll find us both dead with giant smiles and memory cards full of pictures of us laughing. This kind of morbid thought is just the sort of things that makes us laugh that much harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-557111797724785043?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/557111797724785043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=557111797724785043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/557111797724785043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/557111797724785043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/year-1-lifeways-101_25.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-7608285383816938505</id><published>2007-08-18T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:07:54.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my “family” currently consists only of myself and my boyfriend it is rather difficult to conduct a "family meeting".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do, however, have a bit of a ritual each week which could serve as such. We typically go to our favorite greasy spoon café every Sunday morning. We drink copious amounts of coffee and stuff ourselves with eggs and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always take this time to talk about the weeks events, work and odd things that happened. We also talk about the future both near and far. We discuss politics and the state of our world. We laugh at jokes and silly childhood stories. We plan vacations and moves. We sometimes cry, argue and always laugh in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these morning “meetings” last for more than an hour and half a dozen cups of coffee. We have watched storms roll by and waitress shift changes. Although we have been together for nearly five years these meetings of ours never get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like that it is just the two of us and our family will likely never grow beyond that. If it does or doesn’t I do hope our Sunday morning meetings never stop. I love how much closer we feel just after them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-7608285383816938505?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7608285383816938505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=7608285383816938505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7608285383816938505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7608285383816938505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-3591799737200842947</id><published>2007-08-11T12:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:36:59.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4fHd1wuXI/AAAAAAAAACw/GS4KZjlP0cQ/s1600-h/collage41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4fHd1wuXI/AAAAAAAAACw/GS4KZjlP0cQ/s320/collage41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EARTH&lt;br /&gt;1. Emu&lt;br /&gt;(This bird loves the land so that it gave up flight.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Coyote&lt;br /&gt;(Mysterious canine who stalks the mists of forest and field.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Apple&lt;br /&gt;(The forbidden fruit and beginning of life as we know it.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Moss&lt;br /&gt;(The green accessory of the forest.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Forest&lt;br /&gt;(Shelter for all of Mother Nature’s children.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Buffalo&lt;br /&gt;(He digs and rolls in the dust of the earth so as to be closer to her.)&lt;br /&gt;7. Ant Eater&lt;br /&gt;(Nose always pointed down she searches the dark depths.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;(Quietly they grow and grow beneath the rich soil.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;(Round and full of life like our Mother Earth.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Stones&lt;br /&gt;(The jewels which are born from the womb of Gaia.)&lt;br /&gt;11. Grass&lt;br /&gt;(Rich green carpet that extends to the corners of the world.)&lt;br /&gt;12. Mushroom&lt;br /&gt;(Springing up in the dark damp like trolls.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Cow&lt;br /&gt;(She provides that which is required for life with warmth and nourishment.)&lt;br /&gt;14. Clover&lt;br /&gt;(Like lucky grass that holds the treasures of the forests.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Ground Squirrel&lt;br /&gt;(She lives beneath the trees in safe dusty hollows.)&lt;br /&gt;16. Pigs&lt;br /&gt;(Never is one happier than when it is covered in the mud of it’s labors.) &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-3591799737200842947?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3591799737200842947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=3591799737200842947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3591799737200842947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3591799737200842947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/earth-1.html' title='Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Earth'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4fHd1wuXI/AAAAAAAAACw/GS4KZjlP0cQ/s72-c/collage41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4235695848061384972</id><published>2007-08-11T12:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:36:59.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4e191wuWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rx5ie80vp6o/s1600-h/collage58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4e191wuWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rx5ie80vp6o/s320/collage58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WATER&lt;br /&gt;1. River&lt;br /&gt;(Swiftly cutting through and shaping the landscape.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Snow&lt;br /&gt;(Winter brings a new form to an old element.)&lt;br /&gt;3. River Rocks&lt;br /&gt;(Molded by the forces of gentle water.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Jelly Fish&lt;br /&gt;(Majestic beauty in a watery ballet.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Seashells&lt;br /&gt;(The bodies of the fallen the litter the shore as lovely, sad treasures.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Dew&lt;br /&gt;(As night kisses the ground goodbye this is born.)&lt;br /&gt;7. Slug&lt;br /&gt;(Slim trains follow their squishy visage.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Foam&lt;br /&gt;(Bubbles blown out from a playful tide.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Sharks&lt;br /&gt;(Quietly gliding on invisible paths of destruction.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Pearls&lt;br /&gt;(Jewels from the heart of the sea.)&lt;br /&gt;11. Seagulls&lt;br /&gt;(Happily they frolic above, below and in their wet playground.)&lt;br /&gt;12. Driftwood&lt;br /&gt;(Remnants of trees who have taken to sailing.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Swan&lt;br /&gt;(Ugly she may at first be, the water makes her beautiful.)&lt;br /&gt;14. Salt&lt;br /&gt;(What remains when sea water travels to the sky.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Mud&lt;br /&gt;(The child of Water and Earth.)&lt;br /&gt;16. Falls&lt;br /&gt;(Taking a leap of faith, the river tumbles.) &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-4235695848061384972?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4235695848061384972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=4235695848061384972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4235695848061384972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4235695848061384972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-1.html' title='Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Water'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4e191wuWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rx5ie80vp6o/s72-c/collage58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-8317319926058819458</id><published>2007-08-11T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:36:59.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4ejN1wuVI/AAAAAAAAACg/_dsrPN37V3E/s1600-h/collage39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4ejN1wuVI/AAAAAAAAACg/_dsrPN37V3E/s320/collage39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AIR&lt;br /&gt;1. Moth&lt;br /&gt;(Their wings remind me of fall leaves when they are being blown about by the wind.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Nest&lt;br /&gt;(Their construction of small twigs and leaves gives them an open, breezy effect.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Bird&lt;br /&gt;(Awkward on land these creatures become the embodiment of grace when air borne.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Redwood&lt;br /&gt;(The height of this tree makes it easy to imagine that it longs to be living in the clouds.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lemur&lt;br /&gt;(Swinging from tree to tree they leap and seem to fly like birds.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Smoke&lt;br /&gt;(When air wants to be taken seriously it turns gray and darkens our vision.)&lt;br /&gt;7. Butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(Ballerinas who glide across fields of flowers held aloft by their unseen dance partner.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Dandelion&lt;br /&gt;(They start out as such solid little flowers but seem to turn to dust and float away.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Fog&lt;br /&gt;(The mystical cousin of the angry smoke, it moves in silence to envelope all.)&lt;br /&gt;10. Giraffe&lt;br /&gt;(So little of this giant animal touches the ground that perhaps some day they will learn to levitate.)&lt;br /&gt;11. Web&lt;br /&gt;(Air passes around and through these gossamer strands allowing the spider a meal of flying insects.)&lt;br /&gt;12. Clouds&lt;br /&gt;(Softly they float on the tides of the sky as a physical manifestation of the invisible.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Fern&lt;br /&gt;(Reaching, swaying, dancing as the wind moves their wing shaped leaves about.)&lt;br /&gt;14. Passion Flower&lt;br /&gt;(Like starbursts made with feather collars they reach in all directions into the sky.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Feathers&lt;br /&gt;(Those that hold the bird aloft and make flight possible for all.)&lt;br /&gt;16. Seeds&lt;br /&gt;(Carried by hope and the wind they fly without the benefit of wings.) &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-8317319926058819458?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8317319926058819458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=8317319926058819458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8317319926058819458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8317319926058819458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/air-1.html' title='Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Air'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4ejN1wuVI/AAAAAAAAACg/_dsrPN37V3E/s72-c/collage39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-1235655998809529981</id><published>2007-08-11T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:36:59.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4diN1wuUI/AAAAAAAAACY/JmjtRBXGekM/s1600-h/collage40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4diN1wuUI/AAAAAAAAACY/JmjtRBXGekM/s320/collage40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FIRE&lt;br /&gt;1. Gila Monster&lt;br /&gt;(Living in the sands they thrive on the desert heat.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Scorpion&lt;br /&gt;(Beware the sting of those that dwell under hot rocks.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunset&lt;br /&gt;(Glowing a hundred shades of beautiful across the evening sky.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Pumice&lt;br /&gt;(From the heart of a volcano these are violently thrust.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Fool’s Gold&lt;br /&gt;(Many have been tricked and angered by this false stone.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Char wood&lt;br /&gt;(The destructive nature of fire is never more felt than in a fallen tree.)&lt;br /&gt;7. Palm Trees&lt;br /&gt;(These are the Redwoods of deserts everywhere.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Thistle&lt;br /&gt;(Prickly they may be but lovely to see.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Bristle Cone Pine Forest&lt;br /&gt;(The world’s oldest living thing grows in the hottest place on the continent.)&lt;br /&gt;10. The Sun&lt;br /&gt;(The greatest fire known to mankind hangs in the afternoon sky.)&lt;br /&gt;11. Volcano (Mt St Helens)&lt;br /&gt;(The fires of Gaia flow from these beautiful places.)&lt;br /&gt;12. Desert Flowers&lt;br /&gt;(Small are the needs of such lovely splendor.)&lt;br /&gt;13. Orange Lily&lt;br /&gt;(The flowery embodiment of the sunset.)&lt;br /&gt;14. Basalt Columns&lt;br /&gt;(Molten rock tamed into geometry.)&lt;br /&gt;15. Turtle&lt;br /&gt;(He carries his house on his back through the desert.)&lt;br /&gt;16. Bearded Dragon&lt;br /&gt;(Armored and ready for battle he stalks through sand and stone.) &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-1235655998809529981?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1235655998809529981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=1235655998809529981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1235655998809529981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1235655998809529981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/08/fire-1.html' title='Year 1: The Elements: Scavenger Hunt for Fire'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rr4diN1wuUI/AAAAAAAAACY/JmjtRBXGekM/s72-c/collage40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-5782176383493099803</id><published>2007-07-07T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:03:14.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Absolutes”&lt;br /&gt;-You can’t make people like you&lt;br /&gt;-Death comes to everything&lt;br /&gt;-Love does not conquer all&lt;br /&gt;-Some acts can not be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;-You can not control your destiny&lt;br /&gt;-Anger never resolves any problem&lt;br /&gt;-Knowledge is the one thing that can never be stolen from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When I was in first grade I helped a friend cheat on her spelling test. I was caught and then I lied about what I was doing. The teacher made me write a note to my parents. It was awful. My parents were so disappointed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I was being helpful to my friend. I couldn’t understand why it was bad. I knew the answers and she didn’t. It seemed more like I was sharing not being deceitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see that I was not only was I hurting her I was hurting myself. I was allowing someone else to benefit off my hard work. I was allowing myself to be used. And, she was selling herself short by not putting forth the effort to learn the material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a lot to think about but when you’re that young you don’t put that much thought into things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;My adolescence was a tad different than most since I spent more than half of it in the hospital. Despite this fact, I still had the displeasure of attending public high school. It was the worst and best part of my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every struggle that I dealt with I encountered experiences that expanded my mind and made me who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that some people are cruel not matter how nice you try to be toward them. And, that some people are uncommonly pleasant despite their own troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that sometimes, no matter how hard you work at something you may never be great at it. And, that your mind can surprise you with the amount it can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that some people are born to be popular and the best at everything. And, that some can fight their way to the top with cleverness and talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that adolescence is the trial that all humans must face on the way to adulthood. For some it is very much like facing a firing squad for others it’s a walk in the garden. I look at it as both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto is that I would not be who I am today if yesterday had not happened. Adolescence was a large part of my yesterdays and I know that I was profoundly shaped by each day of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-5782176383493099803?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5782176383493099803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=5782176383493099803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5782176383493099803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5782176383493099803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/07/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2290068128681051649</id><published>2007-06-11T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T00:35:14.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Lifeways 101</title><content type='html'>Lesson 1-I intend to use this blog as part of my Lifeways journal.  I will be posting thoughts, questions and answers according to the assignments put forth in Lifeways 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I also want to note that I am very excited today because I now only have 3 more credits to go before I hit Year Two!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2290068128681051649?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2290068128681051649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2290068128681051649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2290068128681051649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2290068128681051649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-lifeways-101.html' title='Year 1: Lifeways 101'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4958725824462896341</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.030-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:07.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Wand Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Excerpt from essay on my wand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;My wand contains the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quartz Crystal for wisdom, healing and harmony&lt;br /&gt;-Emerald for love, intelligence and clairvoyance (Also represents the element of Earth)&lt;br /&gt;-Sunstone for luck and sexuality (Also represents Oregon where the wand was made)&lt;br /&gt;-Witch Hazel for protection&lt;br /&gt;-Corn for family&lt;br /&gt;-Mistletoe for love and health&lt;br /&gt;-Moss for luck and prosperity&lt;br /&gt;-Dandelion fluff for wishes and divination&lt;br /&gt;-Rose petals for love and healing (Also represents the element of Spirit and the Goddess)&lt;br /&gt;-Holly for commitment (Also represents the element of Spirit and the God)&lt;br /&gt;-Strike wood for energy (Also represents the element Fire)&lt;br /&gt;-Seashell for tranquility (Also represents the element Water)&lt;br /&gt;-Feather for knowledge (Also represents the element Air)&lt;br /&gt;-A hair from my love’s head&lt;br /&gt;-Green thread from my Conclave bandana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;And anointed with:&lt;br /&gt;-Clary sage&lt;br /&gt;-Patchouli&lt;br /&gt;-Neroli&lt;br /&gt;(All for their Earth qualities)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Saturday, June 02, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzzaFdInrI/AAAAAAAAACA/FBfBPrLR3KU/s1600-h/retrererrr+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzzaFdInrI/AAAAAAAAACA/FBfBPrLR3KU/s320/retrererrr+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-4958725824462896341?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4958725824462896341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=4958725824462896341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4958725824462896341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4958725824462896341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-wand-making.html' title='Year 1: Wand Making'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzzaFdInrI/AAAAAAAAACA/FBfBPrLR3KU/s72-c/retrererrr+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2845838544357063366</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.029-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:07.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Excerpts from final essay on world record natural formations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztP1dInpI/AAAAAAAAABs/arwkphRuH_s/s1600-h/Falls12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztP1dInpI/AAAAAAAAABs/arwkphRuH_s/s160/Falls12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Angel Falls (Salto Ángel)&lt;br /&gt;Location: Venezuela&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 5°N, 62°W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 979 m&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Tallest Waterfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;For such a long fall it has an equally long list of names. The common name, Angel Falls, comes from an American pilot who landed at the top in 1936. James Crawford Angel brought word back the United States of this wonderful sight and helped open the falls up to tourism. The local people called the falls “Devil’s Mouth” or Kerepakupay Vená. It is also referred to as Kerepakupai which means "waterfall of the deepest place". Some mistakenly call it by another local falls name Churún-merú which means “thunder”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztP1dInqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lyMejjim-Mc/s1600-h/Trench.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztP1dInqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/lyMejjim-Mc/s160/Trench.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Mariana Trench&lt;br /&gt;Location: Pacific Ocean (Near Iwo Jima)&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 142-148°E , 23°N&lt;br /&gt;Measurements:2,550m (1,592mi) long 69km (43mi) at widest 11,033m deep&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: Lowest Point on the Earth’s surface&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;One out of dozens of Earth’s deep sea trenches, Mariana Trench out does them all. It would be able to swallow Mt. Everest whole with room for more. It serves as a highway for submarines and hosts a variety of prehistoric life forms. Found off the coast of Japan this monster of a trench lies at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2845838544357063366?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2845838544357063366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2845838544357063366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2845838544357063366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2845838544357063366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science_550.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztP1dInpI/AAAAAAAAABs/arwkphRuH_s/s72-c/Falls12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-8683353946975531317</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.028-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:08.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Excerpt continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInlI/AAAAAAAAABM/HJOwVkfcU9o/s1600-h/Ant-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInlI/AAAAAAAAABM/HJOwVkfcU9o/s160/Ant-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;Location: The bottom of the world&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 90°S, 0°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements:13,209,000 sq km, 5,100,021 sq miles&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Coldest, Driest, Windiest Continent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Made up of 2% land and 98% ice this is the coldest place on earth . In fact, it holds 90% of the entire world’s naturally forming ice. Although this ice melts and reforms throughout the seasons it still makes for a very chilly climate. The coldest temperature ever recorded occurred near the South Pole July 21, 1983. The record breaking -89.2° C&lt;br /&gt;looks to be unbeatable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInmI/AAAAAAAAABU/y4c2IFZNPWQ/s1600-h/Scan0123-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInmI/AAAAAAAAABU/y4c2IFZNPWQ/s160/Scan0123-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Mt. Everest&lt;br /&gt;Location: Himalayan Mountain Range&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 59°N 56°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements:8,848m&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World's Tallest Terrestrial Mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Though one of the most deadly mountains to climb claiming up to 129 people a year it remains a popular climb. Costing an average of $65,000 to stage a ascent 2,238 people had made the attempt and won. Aside from these visitors one of the only creatures to live on the mountain is a rare species of black jumping spider. The Mt. Everest area is also said to be the home of the world famous elusive Yeti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Mauna Kea&lt;br /&gt;Location: Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 49°N 28°W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 10,203m&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Tallest Mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This mountain out performs Everest by 1355 meters. However, 6,000 meters of the base resides under water. Despite this fact, the summit is the highest point in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;During the Pleistocene era the entire summit had a large ice cap. As time passed and the volcano erupted the ice melted leaving a cinder cone. Eventually the volcano became dormant and the mountain settled. Most would not envision snow in Hawaii now but the top of the mountain is still often covered with a heavy dusting during the winter months. In fact, the name Mauna Kea means “white mountain”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ojos del Salado&lt;br /&gt;Location: Chile&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 27°S 68°W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 6,893m&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Tallest Active Volcano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;There are questions as to whether or not this volcano should be classified as active. The most recent actual eruption was a little over 1,300 years ago. There has been lava flows found that seem to be more recent but can not be dated. In 1993 the volcano began puffing like a dragon which is the most recent activity spotted from this giant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInnI/AAAAAAAAABc/dDjl0jlz3zE/s1600-h/Cave1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInnI/AAAAAAAAABc/dDjl0jlz3zE/s160/Cave1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Krubera (Voronja)&lt;br /&gt;Location: Abkhazia&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 43°N, 40°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: -2,158m deep&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Deepest Cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Although still not near the bottom after seventeen days inside the cave the team continued to ponder how far they could go. October 19, 2004 the team reached what appeared to be the end of the cave. At -2,080 meters they set foot inside the chamber later named “Game Over”. During their decent many side caves and branches were discovered. Most of these have since been explored and found to be of varied lengths, though none nearly as long as the main chamber. After further investigation it is now believed the actual depth of the Voronya Cave is an astounding -2,158 meters deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInoI/AAAAAAAAABk/LyZkYlshQtQ/s1600-h/Canyon1-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInoI/AAAAAAAAABk/LyZkYlshQtQ/s160/Canyon1-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Yarlung Tsangpo&lt;br /&gt;Location: Himalayas Tibet&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 31°N, 81°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 5,382 m deep/ 496.3 km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Deepest Canyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Not only does Yarlung Tsango hold the title of deepest but it is also longest canyon on land. In fact, it is a more than 2700 m deeper and 56 km longer than the world famous Grand Canyon. In addition to it’s other records it is also the home to the highest river on Earth. This canyon yawns deeply into the sky at the top of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-8683353946975531317?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8683353946975531317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=8683353946975531317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8683353946975531317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8683353946975531317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science_3627.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztLVdInlI/AAAAAAAAABM/HJOwVkfcU9o/s72-c/Ant-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-776012989401200401</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.027-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:08.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Excerpt continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztBldInhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ifGnyfVQZPM/s1600-h/Arch1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztBldInhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ifGnyfVQZPM/s160/Arch1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Name: Rainbow Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Location: Lake Powell, Utah, USA&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 37°N, 110°W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 88.39m tall/ 83.82m wide/ 13m thick&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Natural Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really the largest bridge in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Technically, yes. This is the worlds largest natural bridge. There are many natural arches that far surpass Rainbow Bridge in height and width. However, this formation fit’s the definition of a natural bridge and so wins the title of largest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztBldInjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FIgBrNkpbG0/s1600-h/Scan0127a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztBldInjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/FIgBrNkpbG0/s160/Scan0127a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lake Baikal&lt;br /&gt;Location: Siberia, Russia&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 53°N, 108°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 80km wide/ 636km long/ 23,600cub. km&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Deepest, Largest &amp; Oldest Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Lake Baikal’s biggest claim to fame is that it is the world’s deepest lake. It’s so deep that if all of the major rivers in the world were flowing into an empty Baikal basin it would take one year to fill. At it’s deepest point the lake is 1,637 meters which is 1,285 meters below sea level. At this depth you could stack 17 Statue of Liberty’s and her torch would still be under water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztB1dInkI/AAAAAAAAABE/OskvafU53CE/s1600-h/Scan01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztB1dInkI/AAAAAAAAABE/OskvafU53CE/s160/Scan01262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Sahara Desert&lt;br /&gt;Location: Northern Africa&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 24°N, 130°W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 9,000,000 km²&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Hot Desert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The Sahara Desert is currently approximately 9,000,000 km². This makes it larger than the continuous 48 states of the U.S. The astonishing fact is that it is still growing. In fact, it grows an average of 0.8km per month. In 2002, 124 villages were swallowed by the encroaching sands. It is pushing the populations of northern Africa towards the Mediterranean Sea and making it impossible to grow much needed grain crops in these regions. The ever expanding country of Nigeria has been losing 1,355 square miles of habitable land every year to the growing desert. At this rate the Sahara Desert could push African populations to the brink causing nation wide catastrophes and potentially alter the world’s climate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other World Record Breakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Name: Lambert Glacier&lt;br /&gt;Location: Lambert Graben, East Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 71°S 70°E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 400km long/ 40km wide&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Glacier&lt;br /&gt;Discovered in 1952 this glacier is longer and wider than the Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Amazon Rainforest&lt;br /&gt;Location: Northern South America&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 1° S 57° W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 5.5 million km²&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Rainforest&lt;br /&gt;Covering almost 40% of South America this rainforest is also home to the most voluminous river on Earth, the Amazon River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Name: Siberian Taiga&lt;br /&gt;Location: Northern Asia and Europe&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 50° N 90° E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements:5,700 km long/ 1,000 km wide&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Forest&lt;br /&gt;This forest is 2.7 billion acres big accounting for 25% of the world’s forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Greenland&lt;br /&gt;Location: Artic Circle&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 71° N 42° W&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 1,290 km wide/2,655 km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Island&lt;br /&gt;The coastline of Greenland is the same length as the circumference of the Earth at the equator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Name: Nile&lt;br /&gt;Location: Egypt and Sudan&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 30° N 31° E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 6,671 km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Longest River&lt;br /&gt;More than 3.1 million litres flow from the Nile River every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Cox’s Bazar&lt;br /&gt;Location: Bangladesh&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 22° N 91° E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 120km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Longest Beach&lt;br /&gt;This little known beach is called Panowa or yellow flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Great Australian Bight&lt;br /&gt;Location: Australia&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 35° S 117° E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 1,150 km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Longest Cliff&lt;br /&gt;The height and length of these cliffs cause oddities in the weather patterns making the sea waters below the least fertile sea area in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Name: Great Barrier Reef&lt;br /&gt;Location: Australia&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 18° S 147° E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 2,600 km long&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Longest Reef&lt;br /&gt;The group of coral organisms cover such a large area that they can be seen from space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Tushuk Tash&lt;br /&gt;Location: K'ashih, Sinkiang, China&lt;br /&gt;Coordinates: 39°53'6.59″N, 75°12'59.21″E&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 366m tall/ 46m wide&lt;br /&gt;Claim to Fame: World’s Largest Arch&lt;br /&gt;This arch was lost by modern man for over 53 years only to be rediscovered by a National Geographic reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Amazon: The World's Largest Rainforest, The.” &lt;a href="http://rainforests.mongabay.com/amazon/"&gt;http://rainforests.mongabay.com/amazon/&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Antarctica.” &lt;a href="http://worldatlas.com/webimage/countrys/an.htm"&gt;http://worldatlas.com/webimage/countrys/an.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Antarctica - Pictures, Information and Travel.” &lt;a href="http://www.coolantarctica.com/"&gt;http://www.coolantarctica.com/&lt;/a&gt;. 2001.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cox's Bazar District.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cox"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cox&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Current Research: Submersibles - Trieste.“ &lt;a href="http://www.onr.navy.mil/focus/ocean/vessels/submersibles11.htm"&gt;http://www.onr.navy.mil/focus/ocean/vessels/submersibles11.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 1960.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Deepest Cave.” &lt;a href="http://www7.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0505/feature4/multimedia.html"&gt;http://www7.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0505/feature4/multimedia.html&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everest 50.” &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/everest/"&gt;http://www.nationalgeographic.com/everest/&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“EVEREST FACTS.” &lt;a href="http://www.mnteverest.net/history.html"&gt;http://www.mnteverest.net/history.html&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Explore the Mariana Trench.” &lt;a href="http://www.marianatrench.com/default.htm"&gt;http://www.marianatrench.com/default.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“General Sherman Tree, The.” http://www.nps.gov/archive/seki/shrm_pic.htm. 1997.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Geology of the Himalaya.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geology_of_the_Himalaya"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geology_of_the_Himalaya&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Grand Canyon.” http://www.nps.gov/grca/. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Great Australian Bight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Australian_Bight"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Australian_Bight&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Greenland.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greenland"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greenland&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grundsten, Claes &amp; Hanneberg, Peter. Our Magnificent Wilderness. Guilford: The Lyons Press, 2000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Habitable earth is shrinking.” http://www.peopleandplanet.net/doc.php?id=2892. 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sahara.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sahara. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Krubera (Voronja) Cave: the first 2000m+ cave on Earth.” &lt;a href="http://www.speleogenesis.info/spotlights/spotlight_areas.php?expl_area_id=4"&gt;http://www.speleogenesis.info/spotlights/spotlight_areas.php?expl_area_id=4&lt;/a&gt;. 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lake Baikal.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Baikal"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Baikal&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lake Baikal Home Page.” &lt;a href="http://www.irkutsk.org/baikal/"&gt;http://www.irkutsk.org/baikal/&lt;/a&gt;. 2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Lambert glacier.” &lt;a href="http://www.aad.gov.au/default.asp?casid=2504"&gt;http://www.aad.gov.au/default.asp?casid=2504&lt;/a&gt;. 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mariana Trench.“ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariana_Trench"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariana_Trench&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthews, Rupert O. The Atlas of Natural Wonders. New York: Facts On File Publications, 1988.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mauna Kea.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mauna_Kea"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mauna_Kea&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mauna Kea Hawaii's Tallest Volcano.” &lt;a href="http://hvo.wr.usgs.gov/volcanoes/maunakea/"&gt;http://hvo.wr.usgs.gov/volcanoes/maunakea/&lt;/a&gt;. 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mount Everest.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Everest"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Everest&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The New Largest Canyon in the World.”&lt;a href="http://www.100gogo.com/canyon.htm"&gt;http://www.100gogo.com/canyon.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 2000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“News from Krubera-Voronya cave.” &lt;a href="http://speleoclpa.free.fr/infos-speleos-mondiales/article.php3?id_article=36"&gt;http://speleoclpa.free.fr/infos-speleos-mondiales/article.php3?id_article=36&lt;/a&gt;. 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nile, The.” &lt;a href="http://lexicorient.com/e.o/nile.htm"&gt;http://lexicorient.com/e.o/nile.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ojos del Salado.” &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ojos_del_Salado"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ojos_del_Salado&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ojos del Salado.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cascada-expediciones.com/activities/mountaineering/programas/ojossalado.htm"&gt;http://cascada-expediciones.com/activities/mountaineering/programas/ojossalado.htm&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rainbow Bridge National Monument.” &lt;a href="http://gorp.away.com/gorp/resource/us_nm/az_rainb.htm"&gt;http://gorp.away.com/gorp/resource/us_nm/az_rainb.htm&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Rainbow Bridge - the world's largest natural bridge National Monument.” &lt;a href="http://www.sights-and-culture.com/America/Utah.html"&gt;http://www.sights-and-culture.com/America/Utah.html&lt;/a&gt;. 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sahara Desert Was Once Lush and Populated.” &lt;a href="http://www.livescience.com/history/060720_sahara_rains.html"&gt;http://www.livescience.com/history/060720_sahara_rains.html&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Search for the Basement of the World.” http://www.spiegel.de/international/spiegel/0,1518,354557,00.html. 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Taipei 101.” http://skyscraperpage.com/cities/?buildingID=18. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yarlung Tsangpo Canyon.“ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yarlung_Tsangpo_Canyon"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yarlung_Tsangpo_Canyon&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-776012989401200401?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/776012989401200401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=776012989401200401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/776012989401200401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/776012989401200401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/name-rainbow-bridge-location-lake.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmztBldInhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ifGnyfVQZPM/s72-c/Arch1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2583429795493964815</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.026-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:27:58.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on solar wind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During the 11 year cycle of solar activity spikes and declines the auroras advance and recede into the hemispheres. Most of the time the auroras are easily seen in Alaska and Canada as well as all of Antarctica. During the spikes in the solar wind the auroras can be seen as far as the latitude of 40 degrees. In extreme cases they have been spotted as far as the tropics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the solar winds are always blowing the auroras can only be seen at night. Most nights they last for approximately an hour. In times of peak wind activity they last all night. These lights vary in color from red to green and arch across the sky in a sort of midnight rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second of the day and night our Sun sends out a breeze of plasma. Without these solar winds our world would surely expire from massive radiation overload. And without these winds our pole skies would be a black canvas at night. We need these winds and this beauty to survive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, September 05, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2583429795493964815?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2583429795493964815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2583429795493964815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2583429795493964815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2583429795493964815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science_6198.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-777633264486607741</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.025-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:09.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Excerpt from essay on a rock sample:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Although called 'fools gold' pyrite is often found with real gold intermingled within it and was often sought after by miners looking for 'The Mother Lode.' And, pyrite has had other uses as well. Pyrite has also been a good source of sulfuric acid prior to modern day practices. Ancient societies used pyrite not only to start fires but also in jewelry and mirrors. Also, if easier sources of iron failed pyrite could be used as a alternative source."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Saturday, November 11, 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzqO1dInfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1cJMmocnUIg/s1600-h/Rock+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzqO1dInfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1cJMmocnUIg/s320/Rock+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-777633264486607741?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/777633264486607741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=777633264486607741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/777633264486607741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/777633264486607741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_5052.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/RmzqO1dInfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1cJMmocnUIg/s72-c/Rock+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-3207243157290062194</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.024-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:21:39.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on identifying with a landform:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I personally identify with the image of the iceberg. Although people see a part of me in everyday life a vast majority of who I really am lies buried beneath the depths. Sometimes life buoys me a bit and more of myself is visible. Sometimes I begin to sink and become colder and more distant. I long to travel but seem to begin melting the moment I leave home. I move in circles and go with the flow. I grow and I lose parts of myself only to recover them once more. I am a bit of a mystery. I am unique. I am an iceberg."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, November 15, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-3207243157290062194?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3207243157290062194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=3207243157290062194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3207243157290062194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3207243157290062194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science_9487.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4227757058091259182</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.023-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:19:48.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>Essay on the history of Earth Science:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"James Hutton was ahead of his time. After years of study and field work he published a paper in 1785 that would change the world of geology forever. He is, to this day, considered to be the 'father of modern geology'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Hutton came along the majority of the geological world held to German geologist, Abraham Gottlob Werner, theory of 'neptunism'. This theory put forth the thought that the Earth's entire geology was formed by a primordial 'universal ocean' that left behind deposits of rock. This theory also stated that the Earth had a core of rock. He believed that volcanoes were a more recent occurrence of coal beads burning near the surface. In the late 18th century Hutton’s radical new theory or 'plutonism' flattened these ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Plutonism' was the theory that the world was in constant motion beneath the surface. Hutton believed that the core was full of molten rock which found it’ s way to the surface via cracks which ultimately lead to the formation of volcanoes. He believed that the Earth’s molten core and the heat within was the key to the changes on the surface. This theory also helped explain the movement of the continents and the cycles of geological formation’s birth and destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hutton’s studies also lead to another idea called 'uniformitarianism'. This was the idea of viewing the present geology as a key to understanding the past. By studying modern forces we could look back in time and see how the Earth was originally formed and where these changes were heading in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His ideas changed the world we live in. He made it into a world that was forever changing. A world in chaos. A world full of mountains that die and are reborn, valleys that fill and then become valleys once again and where the very land we live on is actually islands floating on a sea of molten core. His ideas helped to further educate the world on the fact that this planet was alive and always breathing and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without James Hutton we very well may have gone on believing that our world was a dead thing. That it was just some pebble washed up on the shores at the edge of a universal ocean like so much flotsam. We may never have understood just how powerful our Mother Earth really is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erickson, Jon. Plate Tectonics. New York: Facts On File, 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixon, Dougal. The Practical Geologist. New York: Simon &amp; Schuster, 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abraham_Werner"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abraham_Werner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gennet.org/facts/hutton.html"&gt;http://www.gennet.org/facts/hutton.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strangescience.net/hutton.htm"&gt;http://www.strangescience.net/hutton.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, September 01, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-4227757058091259182?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4227757058091259182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=4227757058091259182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4227757058091259182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4227757058091259182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science_10.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-6003621401434045409</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.022-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:16:14.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Discovering Earth Science</title><content type='html'>Essay on fossils:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trilobites were an early group of arthropods found throughout the prehistoric world. Living in large groups these “pill bug” like water dwellers were found in shallow water and reefs. The trilobite is named such because it’s body is divided into three lobes and three sections. Despite the hard shell over all three sections they were very flexible. These Trilobita were able to walk, swim and could even roll up in defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First appearing in the fossil record during the Cambrian era (542 mya) they spread quickly. By the time they went extinct during “The Great Extinction” of the late Permian they had become a family of 150, divided into 9 orders with more than 5,000 genera. The trilobite managed to live for more than 300 million years and inhabited what would become all eight continents and the oceans in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although these creatures died out more than 200 million years ago they remain to this day one of the most important prehistoric animals. One of their most significant features is their compound eye. They were the first creature on Earth to evolve such a feature. They also featured a mineralized exoskeleton and gills. And they are by far the most diverse group of extinct organisms with more than 15,000 different species with more being discovered every passing year. Because of this diversity and their longevity throughout prehistoric time they play a very important roll in determining the history of different geological areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trilobites are one of the most popular fossils for both the professional and amateur collectors of modern times. Their shells and impressions of their bodies can be found around the world. The most reliable sources of these fossils lie in parts of Russia, Spain and Lower Asia. Popular locations within the United States include Utah and Okalahoma. The largest fossil, thus far, was found by Canadian paleontologists in Manitoba. This find placed the largest known trilobite fossil size to over 70cm (2.3 ft) long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busey, Coenraads, Willis &amp; Roots, The Nature Company Guides: Rocks &amp;amp; Fossils, The Nature Company, 1996, San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trilobites.info/#faq"&gt;http://www.trilobites.info/#faq&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manitobamuseum.mb.ca/mu_trilobite.html"&gt;http://www.manitobamuseum.mb.ca/mu_trilobite.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, September 05, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-6003621401434045409?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6003621401434045409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=6003621401434045409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6003621401434045409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6003621401434045409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-discovering-earth-science.html' title='Year 1: Discovering Earth Science'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-5584887574339877276</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.021-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:12:04.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Natural Mysteries</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on natural balance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do we have an inner scale that tips it’s self up and down until it finds it’s perfect center? I often think that perhaps the day that, that balance is reached is the day we pass on to the other side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, April 18, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-5584887574339877276?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5584887574339877276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=5584887574339877276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5584887574339877276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5584887574339877276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-natural-mysteries_8333.html' title='Year 1: Natural Mysteries'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-3118392197640456652</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.020-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:08:49.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Natural Mysteries</title><content type='html'>Essay on time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Years, Eras and Epochs are spirals forever moving forward but always curving back towards where they are coming from. These spirals come in many sizes. They spiral together and apart. Time is always in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planetary, geological, ecological and anthropological times all tell the story of our world. Since time is measured in so many different ways it is hard to really know about all of the divisions in depth. However, it felt good to realize that I was aware of the most commonly mentioned cycles of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The geological eras are always used as points of reference in any scientific study. It’s interesting to know that these happen in correlation with the passing through a plane of dust that lay in the center of our galaxy. Knowing that this dust is in the layers of the stone that makes up the surface of the earth is astounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical eras are important for social studies and historians. Although so much has happened in the history of humans it is easy to see the divisions that lead to the next step of history. It’s amazing that it can be broken down to such simple but accurate grouping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The religious epochs are often spoken of in churches and in some social study classes. It seems though that many of the religions would actually overlap in their influence over society. It would be interesting to see how other, less mainstream, religions fall into these segments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renaissances offer insight into the cycle of thought and are important points of reference for those looking into the future. The fact that humans learn in cycles is easy to understand when looking at these steps in creative growth. It seems that just as we run ideas into the ground and new set of ideas seem to crop up from nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few units of time that I had never heard of. The Zodiacal Aeons are a bit confusing. These seem to be a very complicated way to classify sections of times. Mayan Baktuns are interesting in their intricacies. I liked how they predicted the end of the world in a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most astonishing factor in all of these is the reoccurrence of the importance of the year 2012. This seems to really drive home the idea that 2012 really will be a “Jackpot Year”. It remains to be seen if the year lives up to it’s potential of being a powerful convergence of so many magickal elements. It’s exciting to know that this will happen during my lifetime!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, June 22, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-3118392197640456652?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3118392197640456652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=3118392197640456652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3118392197640456652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3118392197640456652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-natural-mysteries_10.html' title='Year 1: Natural Mysteries'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2304233027541095127</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.019-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:06:11.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Natural Mysteries</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on famous quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most beautiful experience we can have is the Mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and science."&lt;br /&gt;--Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a beautiful thought from a brilliant mind. If anyone knew about art and science it was him. If anyone ever stood a chance of solving the great mysteries he could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein made this very simple statement to prove a very profound point. Without the mysteries of life there would be no inspiration for art and no reason for science to exist. It is the mysteries that drive us to create and destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not imagine a world without mysteries. In fact, I believe the reason that human kind has created so many myths and religions was out of the fear that we would be without mystery some day. As science advances we lose a little bit of mystery everyday. Therefore, we create new mysteries to be solve. For every answer given there are two that take it’s place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, April 16, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2304233027541095127?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2304233027541095127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2304233027541095127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2304233027541095127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2304233027541095127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-natural-mysteries.html' title='Year 1: Natural Mysteries'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-3836353799579506968</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:59:42.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant</title><content type='html'>Essay on identifying with a totem animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyday as I walk to work they swoop and swirl over head. I wade through a sea of them as they pad about on the sidewalk. Sometimes I bring crackers to toss to them. I like watching as they become braver and braver inching towards me with one weary eye turned in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the simplest things in the world that makes my heart the happiest is finding a feather. A terrible day can be turned around by one of these treasures left behind by a careless bird. And they leave them behind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seagulls are abundant in my part of the world. They congregate everywhere. Their calls pierce the air from dawn to dusk. And although they are not loved by many I find them to be funny, charming and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire their adaptability. They live anywhere they are at the moment and share even the smallest spaces. They are at home as much on the sea as on land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire their resourcefulness. They catch food with a simple whoosh into the lapping waves. I’ve also seen them beg food from tourist and scavenge from leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire their tenacity. I once sat and watched a seagull attempting to gather fabric for her nest for more than half an hour. In the end she only managed to pull away a tiny scrap but seemed satisfied with herself nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire their simplicity. Gulls are not overly intelligent but make up for it with their carefree lifestyle. They seem to live life moment to moment without the pressure of goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never lived anywhere that had gulls before but I still feel very connected to them. Just being near them has a profound effect on my mood. I love their calls as they ride the puffs of wind. I could sit and admire their aerial ballet for hours. I long to be up there with them, floating. I appreciate their cunning as they vie for bread or space on a narrow pillar. I smile at their simply being there in the moment. I wish I could live without a care in the world more than the next meal and a place to sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of assembling an alter in honor of the seagull makes me feel sort of giddy. It gives me a reason to observe them, to try to understand them better. I connect on every level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collect the feathers that they drop and wish that they were my own. I try to feel the wind under my body. I hear the cries of my flock. I understand the waves as I ride the tides. I live hear and now and have no past nor future. I stretch my wings and know that life is good. My spirit is free. I am a gull."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 19, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-3836353799579506968?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3836353799579506968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=3836353799579506968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3836353799579506968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/3836353799579506968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-dandelion-ant_501.html' title='Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-6838976009831067297</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:59:29.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on animal totems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The crow has an incredible pull as a totem. Their cunning and intelligence allows the potential for a person looking to find wisdom within themselves. The devotion to family makes them a wonderful symbol for those in need of familial support. Their mythic connections to healing could be used for those in poor health. The connection to prophesy and psychic abilities might act as a focus. As a symbol of the spirit world they can act as a mediator between those living seeking those who have passed. The crow may be one of, if not the, most powerful totem animals in the natural world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good sources on crow mythology:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Crow: Mysterious Pagan Symbol". &lt;a href="http://paganismwicca.suite101.com/article.cfm/crow_mysterious_pagan_symbol"&gt;http://paganismwicca.suite101.com/article.cfm/crow_mysterious_pagan_symbol&lt;/a&gt;. 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Raven in Mythology". &lt;a href="javascript:ol("&gt;http://www.ravenfamily.org/nascakiyetl/obs/rav1.html&lt;/a&gt;. 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 19, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-6838976009831067297?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6838976009831067297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=6838976009831067297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6838976009831067297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6838976009831067297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-dandelion-ant_10.html' title='Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-5497404020592024657</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:52:54.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on plant totems:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see the dandelion as a great potential totem. Their shear determination for success above all others is inspirational. I love the fact that they go out there and get what they want and hold on to what they have not matter what the weather. That they put all of their effort into strengthening their roots will still maintaining a pleasant exterior is amazing. I also like that even in death they give not only beauty but hope for future generations of their kind. The fact, that they can both repel and attract so many is interesting and something that I can identify with. That they are so versatile and useful is also a very admirable quality. I could easily see myself using the dandelion as a totem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream of Dandelion Soup&lt;br /&gt;8 ounces fresh Dandelion greens (12 cups loosely packed)&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons butter or margarine&lt;br /&gt;1 small onion finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 cups chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt (optional if broth is salty)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup half and half or light cream&lt;br /&gt;Garnishes Dairy sour cream, chopped hard-cooked egg or crumbled crisp cook bacon.&lt;br /&gt;Cook the dandelion greens, covered in 2 quarts salted water for 10 minutes. Drain well.&lt;br /&gt;Melt butter or margarine in a large saucepan. Add onion, cook until tender. Add chicken broth. Stir in dandelion greens and let simmer, covered for 20 minutes. Remove from heat.&lt;br /&gt;Blend or process one-fourth of the chicken broth/dandelion green mixture at a time in blender or food processor. Return to saucepan.&lt;br /&gt;Combine milk and flour. Add milk mixture and cream to the soup puree in the saucepan. Cook and stir on medium heat until thickened and bubbly. Cook one minute more. Ladle into soup bowls and garnish with sour cream chopped egg or bacon, and a few drops of lemon juice. Makes 6 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great sources on information about the Dandelion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dandelion." &lt;a href="http://www.botanical.com/botanical/mgmh/d/dandel08.html"&gt;http://www.botanical.com/botanical/mgmh/d/dandel08.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dandelion Folklore." &lt;a href="http://fohn.net/dandelion-pictures/folklore.html"&gt;http://fohn.net/dandelion-pictures/folklore.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dandelions: Friend or Foe?." &lt;a href="http://www.mygardensupplies.com/garden_tips_folder/dandelions.htm"&gt;http://www.mygardensupplies.com/garden_tips_folder/dandelions.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 19, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-5497404020592024657?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5497404020592024657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=5497404020592024657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5497404020592024657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5497404020592024657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-dandelion-ant.html' title='Year 1: The Dandelion &amp; The Ant'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-1229066678732654090</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:43:21.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Core Energy</title><content type='html'>Excerpt on methods of self-cleansing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The 'Sack of Sand' method is a much longer process which requires that I be able to lie down. I learned this method in one of my advanced acting classes in college and it really stuck with me. First, I lie down on the floor face up. I spread my arms and legs slightly like I am going to make a snow angel. I close my eyes and begin to feel the weight of my body and mind. I imagine all the weight turning into dry sand. After all of the weight becomes sand I explore my outer edges for loose seams. I rip a tiny hole in the seams at my feet and the sand begins to seep from my toes. As these empty I pull the thread a bit more so that the sand can empty out further up my legs. The seam opens more to allow the sand in my lower back to drain out. Then my shoulders trickle away. My arms slowly deflate. My neck softens. The sand in my head is the last to leave. It falls from the openings in the seams of my temples and the crown of my head. After this is done I give my body a tiny shake to rid it of any gains that had yet to escape. Once I am completely empty I slowly begin to sew myself up. I imagine a small needle with silver thread moving around the edges of my body. The needle flashes in and out as the silver thread closes the openings now empty of all of their sand. When the seams are fully closed I feel flat and empty like a sack waiting to be filled. I open my mouth and drink in golden light and fresh air. Once I am full and able to stand I blow away the sand. It scatters away with the wind and I feel much lighter. I am now ready to face the world and more sand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, November 03, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-1229066678732654090?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1229066678732654090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=1229066678732654090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1229066678732654090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1229066678732654090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-core-energy_5708.html' title='Year 1: Core Energy'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4751291558772311856</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:41:41.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Core Energy</title><content type='html'>Essay on grounding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am a Giant Sequoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home to winged creature, bug and squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;I am home to moss, vine and toadstool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My branches touch the sky.&lt;br /&gt;My roots are deep within the earth.&lt;br /&gt;My trunk is the body and soul between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am old. I have seen much and many days have passed.&lt;br /&gt;I am tall. I seem to reach higher and higher in an endless stretch.&lt;br /&gt;I am tough. I live through fires, earthquakes and many a storm.&lt;br /&gt;I am grounded. I can not be swayed easily and will not be pushed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My branches are many.&lt;br /&gt;My needles are always green.&lt;br /&gt;My shade is deep, dark and cool.&lt;br /&gt;My heart grows as time passes.&lt;br /&gt;My bark is both beautiful and protective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Giant Sequoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine myself first as a tiny seed waiting to be born. A cone is my cradle and fire is my birth. As I am born into a world of heat and flame I begin my journey toward the heavens. Slowly my body begins to lengthen. I stretch toward the embraced of the arms of the sky. I long to be wrapped up in the cloak of stars. As I grow, time passes. My branches begin to sprout and my green fingers multiply. As this happens I dig my toes deeper and deeper into the soil at my feet. I feel my body expand. I grow and grown until it seems I can grow no more. Yet, I continue to surpass what I was moments before. I am growing stronger with each tick of time. No wind can blow me down. No fire can turn me to ash. I am now so tall it is impossible to see my uppermost branches. My roots are so deep that I could never be dug up. I am beautiful. I am mighty. I am a giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Giant Sequoia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, October 02, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-4751291558772311856?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4751291558772311856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=4751291558772311856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4751291558772311856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4751291558772311856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-core-energy_10.html' title='Year 1: Core Energy'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2260542009885546341</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:35:47.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Core Energy</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on centering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every living thing in the universe has a center. It’s what moves us. It’s the place where we dwell within our selves. It is our balance. It is our life force. It is the what, where and who of each of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, August 24, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2260542009885546341?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2260542009885546341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2260542009885546341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2260542009885546341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2260542009885546341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-core-energy.html' title='Year 1: Core Energy'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2879148507182901329</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:32:36.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Wizardry</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on my GSW name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My search for a magickaI name was brief but intense. I had a specific idea for what I wanted my name to say about me. I also knew that I wanted a name rooted in the Irish/Gaelic language. I searched to find a name that represented my connection with the earth. I choose Oran because it means 'pale green one'. Green is the color which represents stone or earth. It is also the color of my birthstone the emerald. Green represents life, renewal and health. Star was added on to the end because of my attraction to the star or pentagram shape. The pentagram is a powerful symbol of order, harmony and protection. It’s addition also helped to make the name more feminine. When put together my name means pale green star. I am Oranstar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 30, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2879148507182901329?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2879148507182901329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2879148507182901329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2879148507182901329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2879148507182901329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-wizardry_10.html' title='Year 1: Wizardry'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-7201555479928758882</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:29:46.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Wizardry</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on my GSW journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every bookstore held hundreds of journals. There were small black books with dingy white pages. Some were oversized with brightly colored paper spilling out. It was aisle after aisle, store after store of journals. I must have inspected a million of them. Just as I was about to give up I found what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw me before I saw it. My eyes were suddenly drawn to it. The moment I laid eyes on it I knew I was meant to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s covered in a beautiful batik dyed fabric. Swirling colors dance in shades of mauve, gold and the deepest purple. Spirals make their way from one end to the other. Inside of this dancing cover is smooth, white, unlined rectangular paper. The best part is it smells like summer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, May 16, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-7201555479928758882?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7201555479928758882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=7201555479928758882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7201555479928758882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7201555479928758882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-wizardry.html' title='Year 1: Wizardry'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-8106926978771045790</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:09.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Wizardry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Excerpt from essay on my first alter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had a difficult time creating my first alter. I wanted it to be very special so I went out of my way to collect interesting items for each of the elements. I also wanted the Goddess and God to be represented well. I was in need of a shelf upon which to construct an alter, as well. All of these things took time. It was time well spent. I now have an alter that I am very proud of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Tuesday, August 15, 2006&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rmzax1dIneI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FXJhsNKQk90/s1600-h/Mestuff+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rmzax1dIneI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FXJhsNKQk90/s320/Mestuff+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-8106926978771045790?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8106926978771045790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=8106926978771045790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8106926978771045790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8106926978771045790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_10.html' title='Year 1: Wizardry'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rmzax1dIneI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FXJhsNKQk90/s72-c/Mestuff+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-5709891096033030977</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:13:31.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on who I am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Top Five Rules I Live My Life By:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harm Nothing- I have not, do not nor will not harm any living creature willingly.  By harm I mean not only physically but also mentally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not be who I am today if yesterday had not happened- I learn and grow with every triumph or disappointment life has to offer.  Each one makes up the me you see right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little Kindness Goes A Long Way- I give what I can.  I help were I can.  I ask others to do the same.  No act of kindness is too small to make some kind of impact on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Action Has A Reaction- Everything I do makes ripples in the world.  I may not see the results but they are there.  I can effect change (both good and bad) through my every action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live For Today- I have seen the end and came back to say that each day, every moment is important.  If you are not living in the here and now you might as well not live for there may not be a tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, July 04, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-5709891096033030977?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5709891096033030977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=5709891096033030977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5709891096033030977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/5709891096033030977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_9533.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-6689017826580282296</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:11:30.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on power:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of all of the people I’ve seen exerting their power to control, and have the power to effect great changes, the worst are politicians.  They use their powers everyday for a million different reasons.  The sad thing is a good portion of the time they use their power for evil and not good.  That, however, is a whole other essay paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, July 04, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-6689017826580282296?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6689017826580282296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=6689017826580282296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6689017826580282296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6689017826580282296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_8724.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4708909216491480470</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:09:24.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on plagerism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Plagiarism is lying.  It is also stealing.  It is dishonorable.  It is lazy.  It should not happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can’t think of anything nice to say then quote someone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 30, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-4708909216491480470?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4708909216491480470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=4708909216491480470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4708909216491480470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/4708909216491480470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_108.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-8268730199248667090</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:09:10.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on meditation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought of life and how these things helped round out my world.  I visualized who the people might be and why they laughed. I thought of the way the wind moved the trees.  I could see the gravel and feel the leaves.  I questioned these sounds too.  Thinking to myself:   What was it that made the dog bark?  Where was the crow flying to?  And why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I did this I felt myself grow bigger and bigger.  I suddenly grew too big for my skin.  My being expanded until it filled my bed.  Then I grew as large as the room.  I saw my body lying there.  I saw my room.  I saw the world outside.  But yet my eyes remained closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I began to feel lost in all of these questions I began to shrink once more.  I grew smaller and smaller.  Soon I felt very tiny in my big body.  The moon faded.  The sounds faded.  My breathing grew faster.  I awoke once more to the world as it is.&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes.  It was 5:15pm.  The sun was still out.  The world was still noisy.  I was still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blew out the candles and gazed sadly at the incense now turned to ash.  It was nice to be bigger than myself for awhile.  Now I must go back to being the real me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, August 20, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-8268730199248667090?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8268730199248667090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=8268730199248667090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8268730199248667090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/8268730199248667090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_2609.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-761833572556492351</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:08:57.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay about personal experience with dishonesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did I learn my lesson?  Did I ever.  I learned more lessons from that situation than I learned that entire semester of college.  And while I can’t say that I will never lie again.  Though I do my best not to.  I can say that I will never cheat.  I most certainly never set out to steal nor would I ever for a moment think to again.  I will be more cautious of the friends I make.  I will be more careful about whom I give my heart to.  I will be more conscious of my actions.  I will hold confidences just as such.  I will be a better friend,  lover and confidant because of my past.  I am a better person because of my past mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of this I think that the biggest lesson I learned is this:  Honesty really is the best policy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 30, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-761833572556492351?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/761833572556492351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=761833572556492351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/761833572556492351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/761833572556492351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_4433.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-7319313248303322888</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:00:54.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from essay on lying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most people, in the course of their lives, will tell some sort of lie.  Some people tell more lies than others.  Some grow out of telling lies.  Some bury themselves so deep in lies they do not know what the truth is.  Lying can become an addiction.  It can be something one gives up to become more virtuous.  It happens to the best of us.  It is an intrical part of the worst of us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask this question again- Am I a liar?  My answer now is maybe not.  Sure I might fib and tell tall tales once in a while.  On occasion I have misrepresented myself.  I have even told a “big” lie or two.  However, I do not make a career out of it.  I am not out there peddling lies.  I do not set out with the intention to deceive others.  In fact, I consider myself a fairly honest person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the answer is no.  I am not a liar.  I lie.  But then again, don’t we all?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 30, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-7319313248303322888?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7319313248303322888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=7319313248303322888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7319313248303322888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/7319313248303322888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics_10.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-2930575450584237733</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:01:35.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Ethics</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from final:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Harm None' is a wonderful idea to live by.  Letting others do as they want and allowing you to do the same, as long as none come to harm, is the greatest of ideas.  If only we as a whole could abide by this rule the world would be a happier place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought is a major theme in most religions and some governments.  It’s too bad so many do not listen to their own religious and governmental rules.  It seems, though, that we as humans have difficulty letting go of out own ideals not matter if they harm or not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, August 20, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-2930575450584237733?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2930575450584237733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=2930575450584237733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2930575450584237733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/2930575450584237733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-ethics.html' title='Year 1: Ethics'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-1847368367987314580</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:54:54.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 1: Technomagick</title><content type='html'>Excerpt from final exam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not all people you meet online are bad.  Of course, not all people you meet in real life are good either.  Using a combination of caution and common sense you can limit the amount of danger you place yourself in meeting people in either situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 30, 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-1847368367987314580?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1847368367987314580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=1847368367987314580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1847368367987314580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/1847368367987314580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/year-1-technomagick.html' title='Year 1: Technomagick'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-6276839439803285376</id><published>2007-06-10T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:51:01.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger "Upgrade"</title><content type='html'>This is not my original GSW blog.  When Blogger forced the "upgrade" on me a few months ago I lost my entire blog!  So, this means that a lot of original content is lost forever. :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do keep records of my papers so I am going to repost them now just for the sake of having them online.  I also intend to use this blog for future assignments so why not have the past as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7611164737914983998-6276839439803285376?l=oranstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6276839439803285376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7611164737914983998&amp;postID=6276839439803285376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6276839439803285376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7611164737914983998/posts/default/6276839439803285376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oranstar.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogger-upgrade.html' title='Blogger &quot;Upgrade&quot;'/><author><name>Oranstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13502880491588044006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/1844820667_0d21b995a5_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7611164737914983998.post-4667683638687195131</id><published>2006-07-22T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:37:09.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclave 2006 Silver Falls, Or</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rmz9v1dInsI/AAAAAAAAACI/J-P4Vp0LP_0/s1600-h/IMG_3453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__latB_GXtB4/Rmz9v1dInsI/AAAAAAAAACI/J-P4Vp0LP_0/s320/IMG_3453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Also-Check out &lt;a href="http://gswclasses.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html"&gt;Prof. Moonwriter's blog&lt;/a&gt; for even more pictures of the Conclave fun! 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I'm now a student of the Grey School of Wizardry!! 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