<?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-6757809536587852207</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:04:20.739-07:00</updated><category term='Rachel van Doorene'/><title type='text'>Musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LadyRAVD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11252268008466549977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757809536587852207.post-4475410208168464577</id><published>2006-12-14T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T06:50:10.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I had the joy of presenting at a ladies luncheon at Ernst &amp;amp; Young. They facilitate regular luncheons for their staff called &lt;strong&gt;Conversations for Women&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was overwhelmed with the reception. The ladies were warm and open - full of laughter and chatter.&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, my presentation dealt with the principle of New Beginnings. That as we come to the end of a year we would look back and see highlights and lowlights, opportunities and disappointments. Each of these having lessons and points of discovery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As we review these lessons we may well wish to change the way that we move forward. My exhortation to the ladies was to start 2007 with the focus on New Beginnings. My understanding is that New Beginnings do not have to start at the beginning, rather they are able to start at anytime and at any point in the process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A quote by Carl Bard really inspired me in terms of this, he says&lt;strong&gt;,"Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What new beginnings do you think you need to make in 2007?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757809536587852207-4475410208168464577?l=womenincmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4475410208168464577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6757809536587852207&amp;postID=4475410208168464577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/4475410208168464577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/4475410208168464577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>LadyRAVD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11252268008466549977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757809536587852207.post-1722019247764749076</id><published>2006-12-08T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:54:46.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory like an Elephant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My nephew Lance is a treasure in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I was reminded on how important it is to mind your words and to keep the promises you have made. Lance is 6 years old and a light mention of doing a movie on Friday is something that I did not realise would not be easily forgotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chatting to him on the phone this morning, I said goodbye mentioning that I would see him on Saturday. His immediate response was, "But Rach, don't you remember... you were seeing me today!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quick back-peddling and apologies and we are going to 'Happy Feet' tonight. One thing I am realising is that too often &lt;strong&gt;we say things flippantly not realising the store others put on the words we speak. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident with Lance reminded me that we are to mind our words and speak carefully, keeping in mind the person on the receiving end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757809536587852207-1722019247764749076?l=womenincmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1722019247764749076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6757809536587852207&amp;postID=1722019247764749076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/1722019247764749076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/1722019247764749076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/2006/12/memory-like-elephant.html' title='Memory like an Elephant'/><author><name>LadyRAVD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11252268008466549977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6757809536587852207.post-3195017402563308534</id><published>2006-12-07T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:23:00.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel van Doorene'/><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My first Musings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I visited Uganda in January 2005. It was a fabulous time of exploration, adventure and self-discovery. The Kampalians (is there such a word?) are a vibrant and expressive people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I blithely remember taking my International Driving Liscense, thinking that I would drive the team around Kampala. One look at the roads, or lack thereof, the mishmash of vehicles and the bohrabohra's (motorbikes used to transport people around the city), I knew that it would remain snugly packed away in my suitcase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in a name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My name is Rachel and the citizens of Kampala have a wonderful way of swapping their R's and L's around. So Rachel becomes Lachel and holy becomes hory - very, very funny! So for a whole 7 days my name was Lachel. At a humerous alteration, but after a few days a little irritating. I found myself wanting to correct the people as they spoke to me. I knew that I had to carefully consider whether it really mattered to me or not if I was Lachel or Rachel and was this battle I wanted to fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this may seem like a silly little musing, but interestingly enough most of my pondering focuses on silly thoughts and principles and alas there is no life changing formulae being derived or world class prose being constructed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;However, there is life being lived. I think that it is in the small considerations and discoveries that the true treasures are found. The fact is I grew to like being Lachel, it was a special name showing honour and delight in a friend and was spoken with such warmth that I knew that I was loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What special names have you been given or given others and how have these warmed your heart or the heart of those you love? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6757809536587852207-3195017402563308534?l=womenincmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3195017402563308534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6757809536587852207&amp;postID=3195017402563308534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/3195017402563308534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6757809536587852207/posts/default/3195017402563308534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://womenincmag.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>LadyRAVD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11252268008466549977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
