<?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-3464734610738417713</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:55:15.165-08:00</updated><category term='rest'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='answers'/><category term='I don&apos;t feel like the sun'/><category term='stillness'/><category term='Overcast Days'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='solutions'/><category term='mother'/><category term='stay at home mom'/><category term='Meditations While Walking'/><category term='Being in the Moment'/><category term='daughter'/><category term='value of mothering'/><category term='Sleep Solutions'/><category term='playing'/><title type='text'>Daystar Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about being a mom and being like a sun, sometimes shining and sometimes hiding behind clouds.One step at a time towards living fully in the Present Moment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-1970898718974408741</id><published>2008-12-20T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:33:02.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep Solutions'/><title type='text'>Think Right Now CDs are helping me to sleep!</title><summary type='text'>After not sleeping well for 15 years I am finally falling asleep easily and getting the best sleep I ever remember having! These CDs are amazing and I want everyone to know about them!They are called "Think Right Now!" and THEY WORK...If you're like most people with sleep problems, your mind is simply overloaded with tension and strain bythe time your head hits the pillow.You lie there trying to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1970898718974408741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=1970898718974408741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/1970898718974408741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/1970898718974408741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/think-right-now-cds-are-helping-me-to.html' title='Think Right Now CDs are helping me to sleep!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SU0eJxyzc8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/I3p4q0Ot2iA/s72-c/sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-6600258995153110576</id><published>2008-12-19T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:31:25.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditations While Walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>It was dark and cold but refreshing.</title><summary type='text'>Last night, when my "second-wind" kicked in and I got a burst of energy at 8:00pm, I bundled my little angel up in layers and layers and off we went to the Niagara Blvd. It was dark and it was cold but it was refreshing. I pulled her on a sled for about 1/2 hour and for the first time all day, she was quiet! Whew.Walking down by the water is truly one of my favourite things to do. It brings me:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6600258995153110576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=6600258995153110576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/6600258995153110576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/6600258995153110576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-dark-and-cold-but-refreshing.html' title='It was dark and cold but refreshing.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SUuwCrGLtwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Dc2ZsmYD7_I/s72-c/forest+at+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-3562205358737745228</id><published>2008-12-18T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T11:40:22.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stillness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Overcast Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being in the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><title type='text'>The Presence of the Sun</title><summary type='text'>What is my health teaching me about myself today?Some of us have great health and some of us have health issues and some of us have poor health.For about 5 years I've had troublesome symptoms that I didn't understand. Now they've become so prominent that doctors are able to identify the symptoms and "name" the problem. As with many things in nature, the remedy to my health issues will make the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3562205358737745228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=3562205358737745228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/3562205358737745228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/3562205358737745228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/presence-of-sun.html' title='The Presence of the Sun'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SUqm6g8U3PI/AAAAAAAAAIE/v_zad5yDzEM/s72-c/sun+and+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-6328963259630814182</id><published>2008-12-15T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:15:23.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><title type='text'>Learning how to shine</title><summary type='text'>How will I find rest and relaxation in the middle of a busy mom day?I know why it's so hard for me to find rest in the middle of the day. It's because I have this 'absurd' idea that I don't want to serve canned, pre-made food to my family. So a good 25%-45% of my day is spent preparing, cooking, serving, and cleaning up after meals.Combine that with my extreme distaste for the television and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6328963259630814182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=6328963259630814182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/6328963259630814182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/6328963259630814182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/learning-how-to-shine.html' title='Learning how to shine'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-5955287664990616652</id><published>2008-12-12T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:20:32.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t feel like the sun'/><title type='text'>Today I don't feel like a sun</title><summary type='text'>Today you don't feel like the sun. Maybe yesterday you didn't feel like the sun either. Or maybe you've never felt like the sun. I've been there too. You're not alone in that feeling and I applaud you for recognizing that that is how you feel. I don't feel like you found this blog by accident. I'm glad you are here and I want you to know that I fully believe that right now you have the answer you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5955287664990616652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=5955287664990616652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/5955287664990616652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/5955287664990616652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-feel-like-sun.html' title='Today I don&apos;t feel like a sun'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SUKFabKFtmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9qzs4adFLFU/s72-c/sun+and+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-8775493363799710532</id><published>2008-12-12T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:13:06.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stillness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Meditating for Answers</title><summary type='text'>At times when I feel the most stress, the most confusion, the most fear, my standard and most reliable solution is meditation. Whether I am seeking an answer to a relationship problem, a financial problem, or a parenting issue, I found answers in meditation.Anyone can learn to meditate. You do not need to be a monk or an experienced Yoga practitioner to find solutions in meditation. I know this, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8775493363799710532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=8775493363799710532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/8775493363799710532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/8775493363799710532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/meditating-for-answers.html' title='Meditating for Answers'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SUJ_I6IacfI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jSUAP3U00WU/s72-c/still+pond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-3327521475329949076</id><published>2008-12-10T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:13:52.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay at home mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='value of mothering'/><title type='text'>9 Gifts I Traded for $45,000</title><summary type='text'>Recently I came across someone on Facebook whom I haven’t seen in about 5 years and she wrote, “Wow, Rachel, you’re really well educated. You must be making big bucks by now.” And I’m still laughing about that.If I had not have stayed home with my daughter for the past four years and if I would have gotten a teaching job right away, I would have been making an annual salary of more than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3327521475329949076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=3327521475329949076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/3327521475329949076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/3327521475329949076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/9-gifts-i-bought-for-45000.html' title='9 Gifts I Traded for $45,000'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/ST_dKhfpoVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ucgXsGyMC3U/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464734610738417713.post-8031763801645874038</id><published>2008-11-26T15:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:02:08.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Hockey in the livingroom</title><summary type='text'>Tonight after dinner my daughter and I moved the couch to the side of the living room and we played hockey in the living room/dining room.My husband Kyle said, "We've played so many games with her over the years in this room, and now we're playing hockey!"How does the time go by so fast? I remember sitting in this very room with her when she was 9 months old. I had laid a blanket down and put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8031763801645874038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464734610738417713&amp;postID=8031763801645874038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/8031763801645874038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464734610738417713/posts/default/8031763801645874038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daystarmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/hockey-in-livingroom.html' title='Hockey in the livingroom'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11330311000770320178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SQ9cLEnEbVI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2uyp32dkkc/S220/DSC00281.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ze9tc1mJ_AY/SS3iv6VW_EI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7TsZ8Z5nU10/s72-c/hockey+stick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
