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    <entry>
      <title>I Spy</title>
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      <published>2012-02-09T17:55:53Z</published>
      <updated>2012-02-10T19:00:54Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        I babysat my granddaughter this past weekend. We went bowling, ate pizza and shared jokes. She likes me to sleep with her when I am there, quite an adventure as she is all over the bed. I must like getting kicked in the stomach in the middle of the night!

Sunday morning we were laying in bed chatting and she asked if I wanted to play “I Spy.” If you don’t have little children, you might not be familiar with this game where one person picks out something in the room, something “blue” perhaps and the other person has to figure out what it is. Great for teaching children how to be observant and also for keeping them busy.

Hampton said “Moonie (that’s my sister who recently passed away) always plays with me.” I asked her when she played with Moonie and she replied “She sleeps with me every night. We play in the morning when we wake up.” I asked her how Moonie was doing and she told me that Moonie said she was very happy and was not in any pain any more. Hampton also said Moonie told her she could be in more than one place at a time. Boy, wish I had that skill! 

It reminded me of the time my then 9 year old grandson had talked to me about his aunt Kristi - my daughter who had passed away a couple of years earlier. He would walk home from school and be home alone for about an hour until his dad got home from work. We always talked about Kristi and angels and she had come to him numerous times in the past. I asked him one day if he had seen Kristi lately. “She sits on the couch with me after school until my dad gets home.” Nick replied.

How wonderful that these children have the site, that they know and understand that life does not end when someone dies, that their loved ones are always around and that they can spend time with them whenever they like. At times I am jealous that they can see in a way that I am not able to. Yet I am grateful that this new generation brings more openness to our planet and a willingness to see beyond the concrete world we live in. Our job is to keep them open and embrace and encourage their gifts.

Perhaps if I play more “I Spy” I too will see my daughter and sister as clearly as my grandchildren.

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    <entry>
      <title>To my sister&#8230;</title>
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      <published>2011-12-30T23:04:04Z</published>
      <updated>2011-12-30T23:11:05Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        _My sister Mary Danz passed away on Thursday, December 15. She was a beautiful soul with a generous laugh and wonderful smile that lit up a room._ 

You were a Christmas baby, born on December 25, thus our parents named you Mary. Compassionate, caring, generous and loving, you embodied Christmas year round, sharing your many beautiful gifts with all. You loved to craft and make unique presents for family and friends, but your true gift, one you gave so freely, was your heart.

You were my big sister. We shared a bed when we were children, snuggling together, whispering in the dark. Interesting how life always brings us full circle. I lay next to you those last few nights, sharing stories of our childhood. And I read to you, just as I did when we were children, me just learning to read, you helping me sound out the words. This time you were quiet, but I knew you were listening. It was a beautiful book, a parable about the journey of life; you understood far better than I.

Having had no children of your own, you embraced first my children and then my grandchildren. They called you Moonie and you were a wonderful aunt, always there for them, providing a safe, fun-filled space for them to just be, exactly and only who they were. Your gift of unconditional love helped to mold them into the wonderful people they grew to be.

When my daughter Kristi died, you were the first one there, making the phone calls, helping us navigate the thorny path of grief and loss. You were strong, a rock I could lean on, even though your own heart was breaking.

You had a steady stream of visitors at the hospital, testament to the many people you shared your light with. Like most of us, I don’t think you realized how many people you touched, how many people loved you. I could tell you were enjoying the attention, basking in the love of family and friends. I called you Queen Moonie, holding court one last time and you graced us with one beautiful final gift, the chance to say goodbye.

Thank you Mary, for allowing me to be with you as you took your last breath. I have been blessed by you, first in life and then in death. You gave me the most precious gift of all. Peace and joy be with you until we are together again. 

I love you.

Donna

The tide recedes, but leaves behind, bright seashells on the sand  
The sun goes down, but gentle warmth, still lingers on the land.  
The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrain . . .  
For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.  
- Author Unknown



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    <entry>
      <title>On Gratitude</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.391</id>
      <published>2011-11-02T21:47:38Z</published>
      <updated>2011-11-02T21:49:39Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        _Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn't die; so, let us all be thankful._  Buddha

I am writing this article as the snow falls in Colorado. It is late night and it is quiet; so very quiet one can almost hear the voice of heaven. The responsibilities and to do list are far away, and if only for a moment I am immersed in the stillness. And I am thankful; thankful for the quiet, for the much-needed opportunity to slow down for a moment, clear the clutter and quiet the never-ending cacophony in my brain. 

This is the season for gratitude, a host of holidays all offering us the opportunity to express and share our appreciation for others. I find it incongruous that we need a season to be grateful, as if gratitude is something we wear once a year, like the holiday tie or sweater, then tuck back into the closet until the proper event requires its use again. Perhaps gratitude should be worn daily, loudly and carefree, like a little boy’s favorite baseball cap. Saying thank you proclaims to the Universe the world we wish to see.

_"You simply will not be the same person two months from now after consciously giving thanks each day for the abundance that exists in your life. And you will have set in motion an ancient spiritual law: the more you have and are grateful for, the more will be given you."_  Sarah Ban Breathnach, Simple Abundance

Author Susan Jeffers suggests that to learn to be grateful, we make a list of 50 things every evening that we are grateful for that day. They need not be big, in fact, it is more important they be small. Initially it may be difficult, to come up with people, events, things, etc. that we might be grateful for. Often our mind is filled with all the little slights and annoyances that occurred during the day: the angry guy in the car who cut us off, the rude sales clerk at the grocery store, the grumbling boss who piles on extra work as we try to leave for the day. There are many little things that can rub us the wrong way.

I have to admit, it was hard for me at first. Of course there is the usual list, my family that includes my wonderful husband who is the wind beneath my wings, my children and especially my three grandchildren; my friends and my job that I love. But over time, as I worked at it, the list got longer and the listing got easier: a sunny Colorado day, a close-in parking space at the store, finding just the right pair of shoes, a funny email from a friend that made me laugh, the colorful garden of spring flowers down the road, the chocolate chip cookies a co-worker brought to the office, a long hot shower in the morning, a bowl of popcorn and an ice cold Coke, the five dollar bill I found in my coat pocket that allowed me to go for a latte, the woman who gives me a pedicure. For that I am truly grateful. Anyone who would touch these toes…

And then there is the gratitude that comes with peace. Yes, I still grieve for my daughter who left this world eight years ago, but in the same light, I am grateful for the 21 years she shared with me, and for all that she has given and taught me from the other side. 

May today and everyday, you find something to be grateful for.

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    <entry>
      <title>Just for Today</title>
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      <published>2011-09-05T15:36:02Z</published>
      <updated>2011-09-05T15:40:04Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        This morning I am sitting on the patio, a beautiful cool Colorado morning. The sun is shining and I am enjoying a cup of tea, a perfect time to reflect, connect with Spirit and as Dr. Joe Dispenza encourages, plan my day. I love this time of year. The nights are cool, I sleep with the windows open, snuggled under several blankets. Last night we invited some friends over for dinner on the patio. We light all the tiki torches around our yard, stoke up the fire in the fire pit and enjoy an intimate evening of good company. Now that the sun sets earlier, we don’t have to wait up so late to enjoy the ambiance of  a brisk fire, a sure sign that we are getting older! Good company, interesting conversation, perhaps a glass of wine. It really doesn’t get much better than this.

I am working hard at being present, living in the moment and not worrying about what is to come. It is difficult to stay present when you are a doer and always focusing on the next project, the work to be done, the bills to be paid, what you are going to have for dinner tonight. How do you stay in the moment and still plan your day? A good question for Dr. Joe; I will ask him when I see him next.  But for now, maybe it is enough that I take the time to enjoy this Colorado morning, before the rest of the household begins stirring and someone or something needs my attention. I have known about this peaceful place of contemplation, but for some reason, I have chosen to ignore it. Not today. As they teach in the AA Twelve Steps: “Just for today…”

Just for today, just for this minute, I will enjoy exactly where I am at.





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    <entry>
      <title>Celebrating Oneness</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.367</id>
      <published>2011-09-01T20:08:33Z</published>
      <updated>2011-12-30T23:15:34Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        What is Oneness? It is a belief that we are all connected, every living being and organism on the planet. It is a knowing that there is an unseen web that binds us all. 

We Are All One is the one idea that truly changes everything. When we see that we are all connected, when we see ourselves in each other, we cannot help but nurture, love and support the other. When we understand our connection to nature, we can no longer destroy our planet.

I truly believe that most people on this planet are just like us. We all want peace, security and a better life for our children. This quote sums it up quite well: 

“Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something.” ~H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

Can one person make difference in the World? You would like people to be kinder? Than be as kind as you can, as often as you can to others. You would like people to be more compassionate and understanding? Than be as compassionate and understanding as often as you can to others. You would like people to live with integrity and honor? Than live your life with integrity and honor always. You would like to see people make these changes because if everyone did, what an even more marvelous place this would be. Begin with yourself. As one very wise man said, “Be the change you want to see.”

"People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.   
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.   
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.   
If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.   
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.   
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.   
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway." ~ Mother Teresa

For over a year now, we have been getting the nudge to create an event; an event that celebrates the connection between all of us: all people, all nations, every living thing, an event that touches people through music and heartfelt messages. 

That event is finally happening and is coming together in a remarkable way.

We invite you to join us on Sunday, October 23 at 7 pm the Fort Collins Lincoln Center for the ONE Concert.

An evening of Music, Inspiration and Entertainment that will Ignite your Spirit, ONE brings together world-class musicians and visionaries, along with renowned area performers to celebrate and promote the messages of peace, love and compassion.

People all around the world are reaching out to find solutions to our world’s challenges. An explosive, exciting New Age is emerging, one that unites us as one, working towards a common goal of understanding.

More than a concert, ONE is a feel-good event of mega proportions that addresses our growing need to awaken our Spirit and become truly alive, an inspiring, electrifying, celebration – power-packed into one evening of multiple live performances.  We are working on a stellar line up of performers you won’t want to miss, to be announced soon.

It is both a celebration and a call to action to each of us to find peace and love in our heart and share it with our families, our community and the world. We truly believe that we can change the world, one person, one connection at a time. The impact of this concert will ripple across Colorado, across the nation and around the world.

Please celebrate with us as these inspiring and powerful performing artists gather at the Fort Collins Lincoln Center this October for a one-of-a-kind happening, the ONE Concert.



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    <entry>
      <title>Life&#8217;s Little Nuggets: I hope you dance&#8230;</title>
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      <published>2011-08-10T22:29:18Z</published>
      <updated>2011-08-10T22:52:19Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        ***"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance."***   

This little nugget showed up in my email the other day with perfect timing. I was lamenting over the state of my affairs and how nothing seemed to be going right: my husband’s car died and needed a new battery; my computer locked up and absolutely refused to cooperate; I lost my brand new I-Pod, it drop out of my purse when we were out with a group of friends. 

With a little effort, I decided I needed to turn things around and be grateful for the party that I was given and the many blessings I have in my life. And you know what, it seems to work every time. 

Our good friend the auto mechanic made swift work of changing out the battery at a greatly reduced price. A computer geek friend of ours stopped by before he left town and was able to get my stubborn machine back in working order. (I can’t believe I had four children and not one of them is a geek!) And, the restaurant called and said someone in our group had turned in the I-Pod and they were pretty sure it was mine! I guess this party called my life’s not so bad.

***"Dance like nobody's watching; love like you've never been hurt. Sing like nobody's listening; live like it's heaven on earth."***

Sometimes I will crank up the music in the middle of the day and dance to my heart’s content. I love Blue’s Traveler. It’s a good thing my office is in my house! I usually wait until my husband is gone as well. I guess I am embarrassed to show myself in such wild abandonment. The other night we attended a concert with a really great band. As soon as the music started, one gal got up and started dancing. She was totally oblivious to the rest of the crowd and immersed in enjoying herself and the wonderful music. She totally got it and I was envious of her utter enjoyment.

Reminds me of a song by Lee Ann Womack: ***“Promise me that you'll give fate a fighting chance / And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance / I hope you dance / I hope you dance ...”***


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    <entry>
      <title>Vancouver? How did I end up here?</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.332</id>
      <published>2011-06-03T03:01:41Z</published>
      <updated>2011-06-15T00:50:45Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        People often ask me why I chose to expand the Extraordinary People Series to Vancouver. This is one of my favorite stories of messages from the other side...

I was invited to lunch by two young women from Denver, Kat and Maru. This was our first meeting and we spent a lot of time learning about each other, our backgrounds, how we started on this path and where we saw ourselves going. It was the day before New Years Eve 2007. I said that BellaSpark was kicking off a new series in Seattle beginning in January 2008 and that I was considering adding another city in 2009, probably somewhere in the Midwest. The conversation continued like that for a while longer, when all of a sudden Maru pipes up and says “You know you’re going to Vancouver next. You might think you’re going to the Midwest, but you’re going to Vancouver.”

Well Vancouver was not even on my radar, so I just laughed and filed her comment away in the crazy psychic file.

The next day was New Years Eve and I woke up early that morning with the stomach flu. Trust to say it was not pretty and I spent the day either in the bathroom or in bed. Late afternoon my cell phone rang. The caller had questions about the Seattle series, where to get tickets, what did I know about this speaker, that speakers, etc. She was quite the Chatty Cathy and very excited about our lineup and since I had nothing better to do, we talked for several minutes. She said she was going to come down for every event. When I asked her where she lived, her response, you guessed it: “Vancouver.”

I hung up the phone and just looked to the heavens and said “Ok. I guess I’m going to Vancouver next.”

Karen Elkins did drive down from Vancouver for every show that season. She became a good friend and now is my partner in Vancouver, helping create Extraordinary People events.

I love it when the Universe brings me direct signs like that. I must be a little dense, or walk around with blinders on, because if my guides are sending me cues and signs all the time, I don’t always catch them. This is my kind of message. Thank you Angels.

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    <entry>
      <title>Look in the Mirror</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.323</id>
      <published>2011-05-03T22:00:02Z</published>
      <updated>2011-05-03T22:05:03Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
            <email>dvisocky169@msn.com</email>
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        Often when I look in the mirror, I am completely surprised at the reflection that looks back at me. “Who is that person?” I ask. “That can’t be me. I am tall and thin; not short and round.” I have to admit, my mirror is generally pretty kind to me; a sort of magic mirror, if you would. I am sure I look taller and thinner when I model my outfit for the day. Imagine my surprise when I catch my reflection in a window or see myself in a photo. “Where did that dumpy person come from?” (Let me tell you, if you could invent a camera that didn’t put 10 pounds on a person, you would give Bill Gates a run for his money!)

If you believe in reincarnation, that our spirits live on and on, and return to this plane often, in different lifetimes, then you understand that this is not my real body. My real body is tall and slender and graceful. I have long hair and wear beautiful flowing clothes. Why I chose to come here in this body, I’m not sure. It must have something to do with learning the trials of being short: that you can’t reach anything on the top shelf, that none of the clothes the models wear will ever fit you; that you have to take two steps to everyone else’s one; that you are always the last chosen for basketball. Maybe what I am supposed to learn is humility.

One thing I have learned though is that it is not about what you look like on the outside, but what you look like on the inside. And even though I know my spirit looks like Audrey Hepburn, I hope that on the inside I look like love, and peace, and compassion, and forgiveness, because that’s who I really want to be. I’m not quite sure what these qualities look like, but I know them when I see them. And despite what we read in the news, I see them often. I see them in the thousands of people who pitch in to help after a disaster. I see them in the people who drop off their bag of groceries for a Food Bank food drive. I see them in Ernie, my friend from Argentina, who paints a streetscape for me to ease the sorrow in my heart. I see them in the people who volunteer at the local nursing home, and the child who helps another on the playground. Perhaps I see them in you.

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    <entry>
      <title>The True Joy of Life</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.289</id>
      <published>2011-02-05T06:26:06Z</published>
      <updated>2011-02-05T06:33:08Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy. 

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the whole community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. 

Life is no brief candle to me; it is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations. - 
_-George Bernard Shaw_ 

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    <entry>
      <title>Lighting the Darkness, One Person at a Time</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.288</id>
      <published>2011-02-02T20:25:59Z</published>
      <updated>2011-02-02T20:27:00Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        We attended a concert a while back, Beatlemania with the Fort Collins Symphony. It was great fun, all of us Baby Boomers dancing and groovin’ away to all the songs we grew up with. One thing really caught our attention though, aside from the beer bellies and blue jeans; we were delighted to see many in the audience opening their cell phones to shine light on the concert. You can tell it’s been a while since we’ve been to a rock concert, cell phones instead of cigarette lighters, amazing! It started with just a couple and then the lights multiplied one by one as more and more of us caught on. A single light here, another there, four more in that section, a whole row over across the way; eventually, the entire hall was filled with shining lights. Cool…..

Deepak Chopra talks about how we can create a more peaceful world, not by marching at a peace rally or demanding our government stop the war, but by living our own lives from a place of peace. Deepak believes that one by one we can reach critical mass, that we can hit that tipping point that makes peace an everyday occurrence for our entire planet. 

What if that was all it took? By creating harmony in our own space, we are creating harmony on our planet. Each of us living our own life in peace and allowing our light to shine? Can’t you just see it? One by one, a twinkle here, a flicker there, until the lights begin to merge together lighting up the darkness. Kind of reminds us of the song many of us learned in Sunday school “This Little Light of Mine, I’m Gonna Let It Shine.” Sometimes it is difficult to believe that just one person can make a difference. And yes, one light is just a tiny glimmer, but thousands of lights can brighten a concert arena, and millions of lights, all shining together, can brighten a world.

Will your light be the one that changes a room from shadows to brilliance?

Will your vow for peace be the one that puts humanity over the top?

Encouraging you to let your light shine,

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    <entry>
      <title>Suzane Northrop Answers Questions about Dead People (DP&#8217;s)</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.264</id>
      <published>2011-01-31T07:29:16Z</published>
      <updated>2011-01-14T07:31:17Z</updated>
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            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        **_Do you believe everyone has the ability to make contact or receive communications with the other side?_**

Yes. I believe that everyone has the ability to make their own personal connections because of the interchange of emotions and love that is connected with their loved ones. If we are talking about doing it on a professional level, that is a whole other ball game. That is something that I ultimately believe has a chosen element but as far as a connection of love we all have that right.
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    <entry>
      <title>Suzane Northrop Answers Questions about Dead People (DP&#8217;s)</title>
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      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.263</id>
      <published>2011-01-27T07:23:01Z</published>
      <updated>2011-01-14T07:25:02Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
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        **_Are dream communications real?_**

Yes, dreams are the number one way of making contact. However, it is the type of dream that actually determines if it is contact. For example, if you have a dream of somebody and you are experiencing them in a place of when they were really ill and you go back to that place - that is not a contact dream. That is a “your stuff” dream and you are experiencing the physical energies and emotions that you were experiencing when they were going through their physical death.
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    <entry>
      <title>Suzane Northrop Answers Questions about Dead People (DP&#8217;s)</title>
      <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bellaspark.com/site/suzan/" />
      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.262</id>
      <published>2011-01-24T07:14:00Z</published>
      <updated>2011-01-14T07:16:01Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
            <email>dvisocky169@msn.com</email>
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        **_What happens when people commit suicide?_**

Essentially I always tell people that when a loved one takes their own life you need to send them a lot of love as well as them sending you a lot of love because there is always a need for that connection. Yes, they do go to the same place of love that everybody else goes. There is always a level of prayer that is involved. I think that is important for everybody.
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    <entry>
      <title>Suzane Northrop Answers Questions about Dead People (DP&#8217;s)</title>
      <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bellaspark.com/site/suz/" />
      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.261</id>
      <published>2011-01-20T07:07:52Z</published>
      <updated>2011-01-14T07:08:53Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
            <email>dvisocky169@msn.com</email>
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        **_Pets, where are they?_**

They are in the same place that people are. This is all about love. It does not matter if you have 4 legs or if you have 2 legs. We all have souls. They have a different soul program than we do – they are part of a group soul - we are part of an individual soul - but through this element of love which is the most powerful force they are in the same connection of love and it does not matter what the level of energy is - energy is all about love.
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    </entry>

    <entry>
      <title>Suzane Northrop Answers Questions about Dead People (DP&#8217;s)</title>
      <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bellaspark.com/site/suza/" />
      <id>tag:bellaspark.com,2011:/6.260</id>
      <published>2011-01-17T07:05:42Z</published>
      <updated>2011-01-14T07:13:43Z</updated>
      <author>
            <name>Donna Visocky</name>
            <email>dvisocky169@msn.com</email>
                  </author>

      <content type="html"><![CDATA[
        **_What happens when people commit suicide?_**

Essentially I always tell people that when a loved one takes their own life you need to send them a lot of love as well as them sending you a lot of love because there is always a need for that connection. Yes, they do go to the same place of love that everybody else goes. There is always a level of prayer that is involved. I think that is important for everybody.
      ]]></content>
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