<?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-8078079953441259329</id><updated>2011-09-27T12:36:03.858-07:00</updated><category term='Freak Out'/><title type='text'>The Big Questions</title><subtitle type='html'>Asking and answering the big questions and little questions in life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisloveisreal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8078079953441259329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisloveisreal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>loveandforgiveness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835167316860391081</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8078079953441259329.post-2409580644394031197</id><published>2011-09-27T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:30:29.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freak Out'/><title type='text'>Practicing Compassion</title><content type='html'>Have you ever met someone whether its at work, at the store, or through a friend and you watch them loose their sh%t? I recently &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;witnessed&lt;/span&gt; a woman answer the phone at receptionist desk make a mistake, and then hang up the phone and walk up and down the hallway flailing her arms "I can't do it" over and over. I know my mouth was hanging open &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it was dry and I could not think of ONE thing to say. True to form I turned and walked away, I also talked about her later behind her back. Now I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of her and ashamed of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Id like to say that I am the person that responds every time with compassion, however I am not. If this woman and I had a history or compassion I would have asked her what is wrong, or what can I do to help etc. I would not have turned my back. Perhaps shame begets shame?&lt;br /&gt;The big question is how to do work through our own shame to respond to people in the moment that can prevent them from freaking out? How do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8078079953441259329-2409580644394031197?l=thisloveisreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisloveisreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2409580644394031197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8078079953441259329&amp;postID=2409580644394031197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8078079953441259329/posts/default/2409580644394031197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8078079953441259329/posts/default/2409580644394031197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisloveisreal.blogspot.com/2011/09/practicing-compassion.html' title='Practicing Compassion'/><author><name>loveandforgiveness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16835167316860391081</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>
