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		<title>Darkness Approaches</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 19:43:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[it is early evening and a drink has found its way into her hand while a heaviness settles inside her heart her feet hit the hot concrete of a texas back patio warmly, they wander across lightly, they fall in a pattern leading to an edge she settles herself there and the moon looks down [...]]]></description>
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<p>it is early evening and<br />
a drink has found its way<br />
into her hand while a<br />
heaviness settles<br />
inside her heart</p>
<p>her feet hit the hot concrete<br />
of a texas back patio<br />
warmly, they wander across<br />
lightly, they fall in a pattern<br />
leading to an edge</p>
<p>she settles herself there and<br />
the moon looks down<br />
upon her quietly<br />
showing her<br />
only half of himself</p>
<p>she ponders the idea<br />
of seeing only part<br />
of someone<br />
and wondering what else<br />
might be there</p>
<p>the day has slipped away<br />
as quickly and blindly<br />
as usual, leaving behind<br />
only the memory<br />
of how hot it was</p>
<p>the sky tells her to look<br />
it wants to remind her<br />
that the day was bright and strong<br />
by painting the edges<br />
of her world</p>
<p>the streaks of a sunset<br />
almost gone and forgotten<br />
linger on the horizon<br />
in blue, orange, purple<br />
and gold</p>
<p>she wants to soak those in<br />
remember them, cherish them<br />
she wants to capture them<br />
and carry them with her for<br />
later</p>
<p>she knows that darkness approaches.</p>
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		<title>so much to look forward to</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2011 18:36:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[those grey skies just can&#8217;t have me anymore it&#8217;s been so long since I ran in the sun - thinking I was trapped in the storm, no chance to be warm. but suddenly I&#8217;ve realized there&#8217;s nothing holding me there no chains, no ropes, no cage I&#8217;m in - the door wide, I&#8217;ll cross the [...]]]></description>
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<p>those grey skies just can&#8217;t have me anymore<br />
it&#8217;s been so long since I<br />
ran in the sun -<br />
thinking I was trapped in the storm,<br />
no chance to be warm.</p>
<p>but suddenly I&#8217;ve realized<br />
there&#8217;s nothing holding me there<br />
no chains, no ropes, no cage I&#8217;m in -<br />
the door wide, I&#8217;ll cross the threshold,<br />
out of the cold.</p>
<p>those grey skies just can&#8217;t have me anymore<br />
for years they&#8217;ve tortured me -<br />
held me close, whispered dark lies,<br />
covered my eyes.</p>
<p>now they&#8217;re open and I see<br />
a sun shining just for me -<br />
no thunder here, no whipping rain<br />
just warmth for miles,<br />
waiting smiles.</p>
<p>warmth for miles</p>
<p>it&#8217;s for the taking<br />
and I&#8217;m game.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m game.</p>
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		<title>#reverb10 Days 22-28</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 22:42:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Reverb 10 is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what&#8217;s happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead. . Day 22 &#8211; Travel How did you travel in 2010? How and/or [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: right;"><em><a title="Reverb 10" href="http://www.reverb10.com/" target="_blank">Reverb 10</a> is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what&#8217;s happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead.</em></p>
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<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">.</span></p>
<h5><em>Day 22 &#8211; Travel</em></h5>
<p>How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year? (Author: Tara Hunt)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.08.10 Down the aisle. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/5059912447/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/5059912447_3467a869da_z.jpg" alt="08.08.10 Down the aisle." width="640" height="640" /></a></div></center></p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.19.10 Almost Home by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/5130117562/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/5130117562_b600603998_b.jpg" alt="08.19.10 Almost Home" width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 23 &#8211; New Name</em></h5>
<p>Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to  strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?  (Author: Becca Wilcott)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="12.05.09 Love Ready To Send by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4161504835/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2605/4161504835_ac997bfdfa_b.jpg" alt="12.05.09 Love Ready To Send" width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 24 &#8211; Everything&#8217;s OK</em></h5>
<p>What was the best moment that could serve as proof that everything is  going to be alright? And how will you incorporate that discovery into  the year ahead? (Author: Kate Inglis)</p>
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<p><em><br />
when i needed it the most, a <a title="Casey, moosh in indy" href="http://mooshinindy.com" target="_blank">mooshy person in indy</a> sent me a fabulous reminder.<br />
thanks, babe. xoxo</em></p>
<h5><em>Day 25 &#8211; Photo</em></h5>
<p>Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that  best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the  shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot  it, where, and what it best reveals about you. (Author: Tracey Clark)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="Mishelle Lane - BlogHer10 - Saturday-94 by Mishelle Lane, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/secretagentmama/4888455094/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4888455094_406b27b623_z.jpg" alt="Mishelle Lane - BlogHer10 - Saturday-94" width="600" height="400" /></a></div></center></p>
<p><a title="Mishelle" href="http://secretagentmama.com/" target="_blank">Mishelle</a> is one of the best friends I have. She sees me for exactly who I am, and is pretty much the perfect person to have captured me doing Comic Pilates in Central Park, NYC this past August. ( That is totally normal, right?)</p>
<h5><em>Day 26 &#8211; Soul Food</em></h5>
<p>What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into  your mouth &amp; touched your soul? (Author: Elise Marie Collins)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/11.28.10-Chocolate-Tower-made-my-mouth-happy.1.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5746" title="Chocolate made my mouth happy; date night made my heart full." src="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/11.28.10-Chocolate-Tower-made-my-mouth-happy.1.jpg" alt="Chocolate made my mouth happy; date night made my heart full." width="800" height="519" /></a></div></center></p>
<p>The chocolate tower made my mouth happy; the date night acquaintance made my heart full.</p>
<h5><em>Day 27 &#8211; Ordinary Joy</em></h5>
<p>Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What  was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year? (Author: Brené  Brown)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.03.10 Successful child launch! by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4879948777/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4879948777_03bc771e84_b.jpg" alt="08.03.10 Successful child launch!" width="600" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 28 -Achieve</em></h5>
<p>What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? (Author: Tara Sophia Mohr)</p>
<ul>
<li>Complete, consistent physical fitness without downtime created by lazy slouches/injuries.</li>
<li>Professional photography gear acquired.</li>
<li>Portfolio established.</li>
<li>So many smiles my face breaks.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>Future Self. #reverb10</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 03:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Day 21 &#8211; Future Self. Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead? Bonus: Write a note to yourself 10 years ago. What would you tell your younger self? (Prompt Author: Jenny Blake) ~~~ Dear Year 2011 Lotus: I have this writing prompt, and I&#8217;m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h5>Day 21 &#8211; Future Self.</h5>
<p style="text-align: right;"><em>Imagine yourself five years from now. What  advice would you give your current self for the year ahead?<br />
Bonus:  Write a note to yourself 10 years ago. What would you tell your younger  self?<br />
(Prompt Author: Jenny Blake)</em></p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">~~~</h3>
<p>Dear Year 2011 Lotus:</p>
<p>I have this writing prompt, and I&#8217;m supposed to write you a letter from the past giving you advice, after I think about us five yeas from now.  This is all kind of weird, because I have no idea what we will be like in five years.</p>
<p>I kind of don&#8217;t want to know&#8230; isn&#8217;t the fun in the journey?  And what good does it do to know the end before the actions?  It seems more important to take action without knowing the exact outcome; let&#8217;s just travel the path, you know?  </p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4239090857/" title="01.02.10 Mill Creek Greenway by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2546/4239090857_755f4ec354_b.jpg" width="700" alt="01.02.10 Mill Creek Greenway" /></a></div></center></p>
<p>Maybe this is part of my problem, though.  I think this might be an insight into my poor planning and life goal issues.  You think?  Nah, me either.</p>
<p>Anyway, you are only about 11 days away from already BEING.  Writing you a letter with advice is WEIRD.</p>
<p>But I&#8217;m a good sport, you know? (You totally know.)  So I sat here and daydreamed for a little while about our flying car and the robot who will obviously be cleaning our house. (Isn&#8217;t that what happens in the future?)  Basically, I just had my head in the clouds about us having our head in the clouds.</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/3975069480/" title="09.27.09 To stare at the sun. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3975069480_496223a93c_b.jpg" width="800" alt="09.27.09 To stare at the sun." /></a></div></center></p>
<p>So I guess what I want to tell you is that you probably only have, like, 4 more yeas of boring road driving left before you take to the air in 2015.</p>
<p>Wait.  Technically you are in the future, too, aren&#8217;t you?  Whoa.  Wait, WAIT.  That means in 11 days (when you will be born) FLYING CARS WILL BE AVAILABLE.</p>
<p>I am so excited I could shit.</p>
<p>See you soon!  I hope you know how to fly a car.</p>
<p>Love,<br />
Lotus 2010 (squee! omg so excited!)</p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~</h3>
<p><a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/anger.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-5658 alignright" title="anger" src="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/anger.jpg" alt="" width="173" height="261" /></a>Dear Year 2011 Lotus,</p>
<p>Crap.  I just re-read the prompt and it totally didn&#8217;t tell me to write you a letter at all.  It told me to give MY CURRENT SELF advice about the year ahead.</p>
<p>Please burn the previous letter I sent you. And have fun in your flying car without me.  </p>
<p>Asshole. </p>
<p>(You could have written me a letter to the past and invited me for a ride in your damn fancy flying car.  Don&#8217;t worry, I know why you didn&#8217;t.  It still hurts.)</p>
<p>Love,<br />
Highly Disappointed Year 2010 Lotus</p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~</h3>
<p>Dear Year 2000 Lotus:</p>
<p>I just got this writing assignment where I&#8217;m supposed to draft a letter to you.  (Yes, writing assignments.  Still.)  But I know better.  I&#8217;ve seen too many movies and shows that outilne, detail, and show explicit examples of the folly of talking to anyone from the past, especially oneself!  I am thinking, perhaps, that the author of this prompt is unaware of the DANGER that lies in constructing notes to the past, or having any contact with it at all, and that makes me sad.</p>
<p>Somebody hasn&#8217;t seen Back to the Future.</p>
<p>For shame.</p>
<p>So, basically, I refuse to tell you anything, but don&#8217;t worry.  Everything will turn out the way it&#8217;s supposed to. And you will become the you that is me now.  (Duh.)  Which really isn&#8217;t so bad, anyway.  </p>
<p>There are hurts to come, sure.  But isn&#8217;t that, well, life?  And all the good and the bad have had equal hand in making you the you that is me, and the one that will be us later, too.  </p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/3824279451/" title="08.15.09 Renewal In Preparation by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/3824279451_081e12f929_b.jpg" width="700" alt="08.15.09 Renewal In Preparation" /></a></div></center></p>
<p>I&#8217;m going with the idea that it&#8217;s going to be okay in the end.  Remember all the pretty and ugly things come together to make the what is, and we can&#8217;t do much better than just appreciating that fabulous dichotomy.</p>
<p>PS: It&#8217;s better to look to the future anyway. I hear cars will fly there. (Shit, forget I said that!)</p>
<p>Love,<br />
Lotus 2010</p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~</h3>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em><a title="Reverb 10" href="http://www.reverb10.com/" target="_blank">Reverb 10</a> is an annual event and online initiative to<br />
reflect on your year and manifest what’s next.<br />
Use the end of your year as an opportunity to<br />
reflect on what&#8217;s happened, and to send out<br />
reverberations for the year ahead.</em></p>
</blockquote>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.reverb10.com" target="_blank"> <img class="aligncenter" src="http://www.reverb10.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/reverb10re.png" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a></p>
<h3 style="text-align: center;"><em>~~~</em></h3>
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		<title>At least a thousand words for each missed prompt. #reverb10</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2010 19:50:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes you just have to get busy living, and the various other assignments you&#8217;ve given yourself just kind of fall to the wayside.  I&#8217;ve been doing that, and Reverb 10 went on the backburner.  I don&#8217;t feel any guilt about that, but for fun, here are the prompts I missed. I&#8217;ve assigned each one a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes you just have to get busy living, and the various other assignments you&#8217;ve given yourself just kind of fall to the wayside.  I&#8217;ve been doing that, and Reverb 10 went on the backburner.  I don&#8217;t feel any guilt about that, but for fun, here are the prompts I missed.  I&#8217;ve assigned each one a photographic answer(s).</p>
<h5><em>Day 12 &#8211; Body Integration</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present? (Author: Patrick Reynolds)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="09.16.10 Jogging &amp; Biking Duo by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/5199945561/"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5048/5199945561_02eaf75e7c_b.jpg" alt="09.16.10 Jogging &amp; Biking Duo" width="465" /></a> <a title="08.02.10 Fun with Mirrors! by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4877114081/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4877114081_7fec83ce2a_z.jpg" alt="08.02.10 Fun with Mirrors!" width="400" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 13 &#8211; Action</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step? (Author: Scott Belsky)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.19.10 The wing. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/5129515893/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/5129515893_126b1882aa_b.jpg" alt="08.19.10 The wing." width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 14 &#8211; Appreciate</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it? (Author: Victoria Klein)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/A-favorite-face.1.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5618" title="A favorite face." src="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/A-favorite-face.1.jpg" alt="" width="800" height="532" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 15 &#8211; 5 Minutes</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010. (Author: Patti Digh)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="03.07.10 Giggles abound. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4427089805/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4427089805_39fcfd7ef9_b.jpg" alt="03.07.10 Giggles abound." width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 16 &#8211; Friendship</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>How has a friend changed you or your perspective on the world this year? Was this change gradual, or a sudden burst? (Author: Martha Mihalick)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.07.10 Mishelle &amp; Lotus notice reflections. (3) by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4954154111/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/4954154111_7333b3133d_b.jpg" alt="08.07.10 Mishelle &amp; Lotus notice reflections. (3)" width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 17 &#8211; Lesson Learned</em></h5>
<p>What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward? (Author: Tara Weaver)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="12.22.09 Ouch. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4217432242/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/4217432242_1a68a96d6e_b.jpg" alt="12.22.09 Ouch." width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="08.17.10 We all make them.  Where will yours lead? by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/5124760917/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/5124760917_33ed049d07_b.jpg" alt="08.17.10 We all make them.  Where will yours lead?" width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 18 &#8211; Try</em></h5>
<p><em> </em>What do you want to try next year? Is there something you wanted to try in 2010? What happened when you did / didn’t go for it? (Author: Kaileen Elise)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="05.03.10 Portrait, Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4591349110/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4591349110_85b12a768c_b.jpg" alt="05.03.10 Portrait, Canon EOS Digital Rebel XT" width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<p><center><a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/portraits.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5622" title="portraits" src="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/portraits.jpg" alt="" width="750" height="600" /></a></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 19 &#8211; Healing.</em></h5>
<p>What healed you this year? Was it sudden, or a drip-by-drip evolution? How would you like to be healed in 2011? (Author: Leonie Allan)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/10.13.10-Love.jpg"><img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-5630" title="10.13.10 Love" src="http://sarcasticmom.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/10.13.10-Love.jpg" alt="" width="800" height="491" /></a></div></center></p>
<h5><em>Day 20 &#8211; Beyond Avoidance.</em></h5>
<p>What should you have done this year but didn’t because you were too scared, worried, unsure, busy or otherwise deterred from doing? (Bonus: Will you do it?) (Author: Jake Nickell)</p>
<p><center><div class="img-frame"><a title="06.29.10 Cool pebbles in my palm. by Sarcastic Mom, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thelotuscarroll/4746208945/"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4746208945_c5bd8f6bc4_b.jpg" alt="06.29.10 Cool pebbles in my palm." width="800" /></a></div></center></p>
<p><a href="http://www.reverb10.com" target="_blank"> <img class="alignright" src="http://www.reverb10.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/reverb10re.png" alt="" width="150" height="150" /></a></p>
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<p style="text-align: right;"><em><a title="Reverb 10" href="http://www.reverb10.com/" target="_blank">Reverb 10</a> is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what&#8217;s happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead.</em></p>
</blockquote>
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