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	<title>Comments on: Two Dog Night</title>
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		<title>By: Julie</title>
		<link>http://livingsmallblog.com/2009/01/28/two-dog-night/comment-page-1/#comment-30542</link>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 18:14:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I do SO sympathise with you. 
The 3am panic attacks are truly dreadful.
The mind refused to be still but instead insists on playing an endless reel of What If&#039;s and Doom and Gloom  in full, glorious technicolour and with the sound at top volume.
I have probably paced the floor enough times to have cirumnavigated the globe and back during such sleepless sessions of fretting
But dawn always comes and the gremlins depart and I repeat to myself as often as is necessary
&quot;Today is the tomorrow I worried about yesterday, and it didn&#039;t happen&quot;
Maybe I should embroider that and hang it above my bed, surrounded by snowflakes and roses?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I do SO sympathise with you.<br />
The 3am panic attacks are truly dreadful.<br />
The mind refused to be still but instead insists on playing an endless reel of What If&#8217;s and Doom and Gloom  in full, glorious technicolour and with the sound at top volume.<br />
I have probably paced the floor enough times to have cirumnavigated the globe and back during such sleepless sessions of fretting<br />
But dawn always comes and the gremlins depart and I repeat to myself as often as is necessary<br />
&#8220;Today is the tomorrow I worried about yesterday, and it didn&#8217;t happen&#8221;<br />
Maybe I should embroider that and hang it above my bed, surrounded by snowflakes and roses?</p>
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		<title>By: Ivy</title>
		<link>http://livingsmallblog.com/2009/01/28/two-dog-night/comment-page-1/#comment-30367</link>
		<dc:creator>Ivy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 21:43:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for this post.  It seems I&#039;m not the only one who wakes in the middle of the night- w/ fears that may or may not rational.  And thank you for introducing the term &quot;monkey mind&quot;-- wonderful!  how many people&#039;s minds are in monkey-mode right now?  
what was no surprise was Ray... there is something so profound about the depth of consolation a pet can provide. They really do have a kind of understanding and compassion that is beyond us.  There are certain times when only a hug from my dog seems to be what can heal me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this post.  It seems I&#8217;m not the only one who wakes in the middle of the night- w/ fears that may or may not rational.  And thank you for introducing the term &#8220;monkey mind&#8221;&#8211; wonderful!  how many people&#8217;s minds are in monkey-mode right now?<br />
what was no surprise was Ray&#8230; there is something so profound about the depth of consolation a pet can provide. They really do have a kind of understanding and compassion that is beyond us.  There are certain times when only a hug from my dog seems to be what can heal me.</p>
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		<title>By: Dave Gray</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dave Gray</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 13:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Phillipians 4:6</description>
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		<title>By: Patrice</title>
		<link>http://livingsmallblog.com/2009/01/28/two-dog-night/comment-page-1/#comment-30242</link>
		<dc:creator>Patrice</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 04:44:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I swear our pets understand us better than we understand ourselves.  They&#039;re there when we need them, that&#039;s for sure.
I suspect, though, that I&#039;ll lie awake tonight contemplating just what exactly &quot;Monkey Mind&quot; means for me...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I swear our pets understand us better than we understand ourselves.  They&#8217;re there when we need them, that&#8217;s for sure.<br />
I suspect, though, that I&#8217;ll lie awake tonight contemplating just what exactly &#8220;Monkey Mind&#8221; means for me&#8230;</p>
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