{"id":32,"date":"2013-03-27T09:47:00","date_gmt":"2013-03-27T09:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=32"},"modified":"2013-03-27T09:47:00","modified_gmt":"2013-03-27T09:47:00","slug":"out-of-the-blue","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=32","title":{"rendered":"Out of the blue"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEhQgBq_tXOX3G2l2IE69vuYvVkhh5SW7ehi9YiTtxa7VP3IRYMOUNxHsurFXVwV9jaAwLkvTkKit8TN5sCLvt34xWZyAe0ZZK5nDEIzTc0R_3tNtqpkHqBeXGLI7E5wZElc9pTql92CKfI\/s1600\/new.jpg\" style=\"clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><\/a><\/div>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEhQgBq_tXOX3G2l2IE69vuYvVkhh5SW7ehi9YiTtxa7VP3IRYMOUNxHsurFXVwV9jaAwLkvTkKit8TN5sCLvt34xWZyAe0ZZK5nDEIzTc0R_3tNtqpkHqBeXGLI7E5wZElc9pTql92CKfI\/s1600\/new.jpg\" style=\"clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/img\/b\/R29vZ2xl\/AVvXsEhQgBq_tXOX3G2l2IE69vuYvVkhh5SW7ehi9YiTtxa7VP3IRYMOUNxHsurFXVwV9jaAwLkvTkKit8TN5sCLvt34xWZyAe0ZZK5nDEIzTc0R_3tNtqpkHqBeXGLI7E5wZElc9pTql92CKfI\/s1600\/new.jpg\" usa=\"true\" \/><\/a><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\">Maybe she had her doubts and mistrusts<br \/>\nbefore she took a good look at the sky. It is that one good look; and finally<br \/>\nher belief was restored. One little peek behind the curtain revealed what she<br \/>\nhad been ignoring all along. One touch of a friendly hand melted her glacier of<br \/>\ndenial as the tip of the iceberg became rounded; and therefore made it easy for<br \/>\nher to glide through.<\/span><o:p><\/o:p><\/p>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;\"><span style=\"mso-spacerun: yes;\"><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">Now that she finally regained her sense<br \/>\nof belief, the healing process kicked-in. The wound that bled for so long;<br \/>\nfinally dried up and a hard yet protective tissue formed on the surface. The<br \/>\npain of the past sank to the bottom part of her heart where blood droplets care<br \/>\nless to reach. The heaviness of not caring finally dispersed. Suddenly, a<br \/>\nyearning for affection and warmth enveloped her whole being; a deep desire for<br \/>\nbelonging enfolded her complete <span style=\"font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">entirety.<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"> <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<p><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;\"><span style=\"mso-spacerun: yes;\"><\/p>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;\">What a relief, hence she did not just<br \/>\nexhale but she sighed intensely as she recollected her power. She quickly<br \/>\nacknowledged that this is just the first step towards bliss, harmony and peace.<br \/>\nAs soon as she gave herself room and permission to move on, she realised that<br \/>\nthere was nothing in her way; there never was &#8211; except her SELF. She boldly<br \/>\ntook several strides forward as she looked at the sky, but instead of observing<br \/>\nthe blue ceiling, she saw the glitter and sparkle that filled the heavens. Out<br \/>\nof the blue, a limitless number of floating bubbles in the atmosphere appeared<br \/>\nand presented her with a gift: a gift of life &#8211; one that she had long forgotten<br \/>\nabout.<\/span> <\/span><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: black; font-family: Times New Roman;\"><\/p>\n<p><\/span><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\">She fully reached out for the stars.<\/span><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: black;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\">Maybe she once lacked trust and faith<br \/>\nbut not anymore; and all it took is just one good look at the sky. <\/span><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<span style=\"font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;\"><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: black;\"><\/p>\n<p><\/span><br \/>\n<\/span><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: &quot;Century Gothic&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\"><span lang=\"EN-ZA\" style=\"color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-ZA;\">Talk about therapeutic encounters . . . !<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<\/div>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n<div style=\"line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;\">\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Maybe she had her doubts and mistrusts before she took a good look at the sky. It is that one good look; and finally her belief was restored. One little peek behind the curtain revealed what she had been ignoring all along. One touch of a friendly hand melted her glacier of denial as the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=32"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=32"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=32"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=32"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}