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		<title>What’s That In The Air?</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; **This is something I blogged last year, but wanted to share it again** If you haven&#8217;t noticed lately, there is a lot of fear out there!&#160; If you have any exposure to the radio, television, internet, neighbors, friends, co-workers, or people on the street, I am sure you have heard how afraid you are [...]]]></description>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">If you haven&rsquo;t noticed lately, there is a lot of fear out there!&nbsp; If you have any exposure to the radio, television, internet, neighbors, friends, co-workers, or people on the street, I am sure you have heard how afraid you are supposed to be right now.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">Yesterday, I was told by a well-intended person how scary it is that Gottschalks AND Ross are closing their stores.&nbsp; I asked her why it was scary.&nbsp; She said she didn&rsquo;t know, but that it meant the economy was getting worse and things were really bad.&nbsp; I suggested she be grateful that she doesn&rsquo;t work for Gottschalks or Ross.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">A few days before that, I was in the line at the market behind a man who was bad-mouthing the government and going on about what &ldquo;horrible times&rdquo; these are, as the checker nodded in agreement.&nbsp; I thought for a moment that I should be worried.&nbsp; Then I noticed that the man seemed to be dressed well, and had no problem paying for his groceries.&nbsp; It was one of the most beautiful days I have EVER seen.&nbsp; We were standing in this huge store filled to the brim with food and supplies.&nbsp; Everyone around me appeared to be in good health.&nbsp; As far as I could tell, no one had weapons and our lives weren&rsquo;t being threatened.&nbsp; Horrible?</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">There seems to be a fret-n-worry mentality spreading like wildfire.&nbsp; I understand why.&nbsp; I also understand that if we want things to be different, we need to start paying attention to different things. &nbsp;</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">How can we exist in these unsteady times without feeling at least a tinge of fear, let alone overwhelming panic?&nbsp; My answer is this: Fall in LOVE.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">It is said in the Bible that true love casts out fear, and I know that this is true.&nbsp; Think of a time when you were falling in love.&nbsp; It seems that in the midst of love, there is no space for fear or panic.&nbsp; Your focus is on the object of your affection.&nbsp; The love that you are experiencing fills you with a sense that all is well, and it is.&nbsp; Sometimes you fall in love with some-thing, instead of some-one.&nbsp; Have you ever fallen in love with a hobby, or an idea, or a job, or a pet?&nbsp; It doesn&rsquo;t matter what or who you love, as long as you love.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">Whatever you focus on, expands.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s a law.&nbsp; If I send you to the park and ask you to look for blue birds, what happens?&nbsp; You will find blue birds!&nbsp; Do you think you will notice the red birds, or the black ones?&nbsp; Sadly, you may miss those.&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; Because I have set you up to only notice blue birds.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">Likewise, if I ask you to notice how rude people are when you are in town today, guess what?&nbsp; People will be rude to you.&nbsp; If you are expecting to meet friendly people, they show up as well.&nbsp; It works.&nbsp; Try it.</span></span></p>
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<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 10.0px Verdana"><span style="font-size:11px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px">This is my challenge to you.&nbsp; Whatever your situation, try to take a few minutes out of every day to fall in love again.&nbsp; Find a hobby you love.&nbsp; Spend time with someone you love.&nbsp; Do something that YOU LOVE!&nbsp; It could be listening to your favorite music, or walking on the beach, or snuggling your kitty.&nbsp; You can even try closing your eyes and imagining the person or thing that you love.&nbsp; The more you practice this, and spend time in your feelings of love, the less fear you will experience. &nbsp;</span></span></p>
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		<title>Are You In The Moment?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 20:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; I do Bikram Yoga.&#160; It&#8217;s also called &#8220;hot yoga&#8221;.&#160; It is called that because the class is conducted in a room that is heated to about 105 degrees.&#160; However, depending on the number of bodies in the class, and the time of day, the room can even be hotter.&#160; Bikram Yoga is one of [...]]]></description>
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255); font-size: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 25, 25); font-size: 12px; ">I do Bikram Yoga.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s also called &ldquo;hot yoga&rdquo;.&nbsp; It is called that because the class is conducted in a room that is heated to about 105 degrees.&nbsp; However, depending on the number of bodies in the class, and the time of day, the room can even be hotter.&nbsp; Bikram Yoga is one of my favorite things and it is also something I resist.&nbsp; I love it because of how healthy I feel after I am done.&nbsp; And when I do it regularly without a break, I feel better in every way.&nbsp; I feel strong.&nbsp; I feel flexible.&nbsp; I do not get aches and pains.&nbsp; My neck doesn&rsquo;t &ldquo;kink up&rdquo;.&nbsp; In fact, my visits to the chiropractor nearly cease.</span></span></span></div>
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">I resist it because it requires a total commitment on my part.&nbsp; A commitment to MYSELF.&nbsp; Once inside the classroom, there is no turning back.&nbsp; The door is locked.&nbsp; I have agreed to give my best, my all.&nbsp; I MUST SHOW UP, completely.&nbsp; &nbsp;</font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919"><br />
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">The other day during yoga class, I had an experience that Oprah would call an &ldquo;Aha!&rdquo; moment.&nbsp; I was lying on my back during a resting pose, which is graciously given between each posture in the &ldquo;floor series&rdquo;, lasting about 10 seconds each time.&nbsp; As I stared at the ceiling (it is necessary to keep your eyes open for the entire class) I tried to think about which posture I would be doing next.&nbsp; I didn&rsquo;t know.&nbsp; I tried to remember what posture I had JUST DONE, and I couldn&rsquo;t remember.&nbsp; I realized that, in that moment, I had no idea what was coming, or what I had just experienced.&nbsp; I was completely &ldquo;in the moment&rdquo;.&nbsp; And I noticed that I was OK with that.&nbsp; I felt calm.&nbsp; I knew that everything was under control.&nbsp; I knew that there was a higher power (the instructor) who would tell me what to do and when to do it.&nbsp; My job was just to &ldquo;follow the simple instructions&rdquo;, which is a saying that Byron Katie uses to describe how she lives her life.&nbsp; Never had I understood that so well before.&nbsp; It was truly freeing. &nbsp;</font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919"><br />
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">I am wondering how to apply this lesson to my life.&nbsp; It is so easy to get caught up in thoughts about the past: how our parents screwed us up, who did us wrong in relationships, &ldquo;if only&rdquo; thoughts that can literally eat up our lives.&nbsp; Equally, we spend a LOT of time WORRYING about the future: how to be successful, how to find &ldquo;the right person&rdquo; for us, what if I make a mistake?&nbsp; It seems to me that if we spent more time in the place where we ARE, we would have less stress and be much happier people.&nbsp; So, how do we do that?</font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919"><br />
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">You can check in with yourself.&nbsp; One simple technique is to ask the question, &ldquo;Where are my hands right now?&rdquo;&nbsp; Pay attention to where you are PHYSICALLY in space.&nbsp; Feel the &ldquo;life&rdquo; in your hands, feet and legs.&nbsp; That exercise gently slows the brain and causes you to focus on the NOW.</font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919"><br />
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">Or, you might be a &ldquo;thrill-seeker&rdquo;.&nbsp; It is thought that people who sky-dive and rock climb are in fact yearning for that connection to the present.&nbsp; Under such circumstances, a small distraction could mean life or death.&nbsp; Certainly, jumping out of an airplane is a good way to FORCE yourself into the moment!&nbsp; I cannot speak from experience on that one.&nbsp; <img src='http://www.beckyrichardson.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919"><br />
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">I have a favorite quote by the Zen Master Rinzai: &ldquo;What in this moment is lacking?&rdquo;&nbsp;</font></span></span></div>
<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#191919">This is one of the easiest ways for me to &ldquo;check in&rdquo;.&nbsp; When I start to focus on what might be missing (in my day, in my life, in my bank account), or when I get upset about what I forgot to do, or how someone failed to meet my expectations, I can ask that question.&nbsp; So far, the answer is always the same.&nbsp; &ldquo;Nothing.&rdquo;&nbsp; Right now, I am breathing.&nbsp; I am alive.&nbsp; I am safe.&nbsp; The sun is shining.&nbsp; The tide is moving in and out.&nbsp; I live in a free country.&nbsp; I have choices.&nbsp; I have friends.&nbsp; I have family.&nbsp; I can always find someone to return a smile.&nbsp; I am still breathing, and there is still plenty of air.&nbsp; All is well.&nbsp; I am OK.</font></span></span></div>
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<div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-align: justify; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="color:#(color);"><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><strong><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; "><font class="Apple-style-span">And remember!&nbsp; There is also YOGA.</font></span></strong></span></span></div>
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		<title>I Am A Goddess</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 11:29:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Wow!&#160; It was really hard to actually type that title!&#160; This is the topic of THIS conversation.&#160; Why as a woman do I feel the need to diminish my being, my essence?&#160; Well, I am on a search to find out, and to remedy that! &#160; I just returned from a seminar with my [...]]]></description>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 24px/normal Papyrus; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; ">Wow!&nbsp; It was really hard to actually type that title!&nbsp; This is the topic of THIS conversation.&nbsp; Why as a woman do I feel the need to diminish my being, my essence?&nbsp; Well, I am on a search to find out, and to remedy that!</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">I just returned from a seminar with my beloved teacher, Barbara DeAngelis.&nbsp; It was called the Goddess Seminar.&nbsp; It was just for women (of course) and was the most powerful experience I have ever had in regards to making life transforming spiritual and emotional shifts.&nbsp; Barbara talked with us about the magic of the feminine energy, that which births everything.&nbsp; It is the source of our creativity and our power as women.&nbsp; I am not talking about power in the way of clenching your fists and &ldquo;holding your own&rdquo; or being able to control everything and everyone in your life.&nbsp; This power is something I have spent most of my life trying to avoid.&nbsp; It is soft.&nbsp; It is gentle.&nbsp; It is loving.&nbsp; It is TRUE POWER.</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">I am looking around, at my family and my community, and society in general.&nbsp; I notice that many women are doing this.&nbsp; I call it &ldquo;dumbing down their femininity&rdquo;.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s like when I go to my mother&rsquo;s house and she grabs the neckline of my top and pulls it up toward my neck.&nbsp; Now, it isn&rsquo;t that my breasts are actually hanging out.&nbsp; It just isn&rsquo;t comfortable to her for me to show that I have them.&nbsp; And I am finally noticing that this is the kind of message I have been getting all my life, from different sources.</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">I realized while at the Goddess Seminar that I have never completely embraced my feminine energy, my Goddess-ness.&nbsp; To me, claiming ownership of an &ldquo;Inner-Goddess&rdquo; was all about sex and a woman using that to have power over men.&nbsp; It felt dirty.&nbsp; It felt harsh.&nbsp; It didn&rsquo;t seem fair or kind.&nbsp; It felt like a game.</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">I remember putting on dresses when I was a little girl and the first thing I would always do was to spin around and around.&nbsp; I wanted to see how &ldquo;spinny&rdquo; it was <img src='http://www.beckyrichardson.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> &nbsp; It was the best if it went all the way out to the side in all directions!&nbsp; I loved it!&nbsp; But at some stage of my formative years, I gave up the dress, and actually disowned it, for other less girlie alternatives.&nbsp; Why did I do that?&nbsp; Well, I was taught that I was an &ldquo;object&rdquo; and that when I &ldquo;fix myself up&rdquo;,&nbsp; the primary goal was to get the attention of a boy/man.&nbsp; I rebelled against this idea.&nbsp; Each time I got dressed up and put on makeup, I felt like I was doing it for someone else.&nbsp; It wasn&rsquo;t for me.&nbsp; So, I got resentful, and I hated the fact that I was spending the time preparing myself to impress others when I could be doing something else that I enjoyed.&nbsp; Twisted, eh?&nbsp; (No, I am not Canadian <img src='http://www.beckyrichardson.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> ) &nbsp;</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">All through my adolescence, for the most part, I avoided wearing makeup.&nbsp; Unless it was a special occasion or picture day.&nbsp; LOL&nbsp; Occasionally, my mother would say to me as I walked out the door, &ldquo;Becky, how about some blush?&rdquo;&nbsp; I shunned her comments and left with my fresh, clean makeup-free face, and damned to hell anyone else who might have a problem with it.&nbsp; This was my fight.&nbsp; The problem is that I never saw it as a fight.&nbsp; I thought I was being natural and believed that I was merely annoyed with the whole putting it on/taking it off procedure.&nbsp; I was lying to myself.&nbsp; When I wore makeup, I felt prettier.&nbsp; When I dressed up, I felt good about myself.&nbsp; GOD FORBID I DO THAT EVERYDAY!!!&nbsp; I cannot tell you how many times I would put on really pretty clothes and then take them off because of the thought that I needed to save them for something more special.&nbsp; Ugh!</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">Well, what is more special than being a girl?&nbsp; I am learning that there isn&rsquo;t much.&nbsp; Maybe nothing.&nbsp; I will get back to you on that.&nbsp; In the meantime, I have decided to claim my&nbsp; womanhood, my feminine nature, my divine Goddess energy.&nbsp; I will wear the beautiful clothes that hang in my closet, even when there isn&rsquo;t anywhere to go.&nbsp; I will use all of my gorgeous shoes that are lined up on the shelf that watch me leave in flip-flops every day.&nbsp; And I will wear makeup!!!</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">Being in this energy, to me, is to recognize that I carry a powerful nature, given to me by God, or whatever you call God.&nbsp; It is motherly but also sexy.&nbsp; It is powerful in its ability to be gentle and loving.&nbsp; It is truly beautiful.&nbsp; And, it is so much fun!&nbsp; I call all women to join my on this journey of reclaiming that which makes us who we are, and also connects us with one another.&nbsp; By honoring the Goddess in me, I honor the Goddess in all of us.</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">Let&rsquo;s put on our dresses again, and SPIN!!!</span></p>
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<p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span style="letter-spacing: 0px; ">With Love. &nbsp;</span></p>
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