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Freefalling, down down down: at one time or another we have all woken in a \u200ecold sweat from that nightmare. As we leave childhood behind, however, it is less \u200ethe pain and the loss which we dread, but rather the loss of control at the \u200ebottom of the abyss. I\u2019ve ridden some of the scarier amusement park rides but \u200eI have never even come close to a freeform dance with gravity. Nope, much as \u200ethe idea of \u201cspacedancing\u201d allures me, I don\u2019t think that you are going to be \u200ereading here about my skydiving adventures anytime soon\u2026\u200e<\/p>\n

Of course, the classic clifftop dive is terrifying, and rightly so, but what about \u200ethe fear of totally letting go? \u200e<\/p>\n

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Have you ever been engulfed by a throbbing tapestry of pure joy?\u200e Each deep \u200ebreath delivering a steady pulse of \u201cfeel good\u201d vibes? A radiant and tingling \u200e\u200e\u201cblanky\u201d to snuggle with? \u200e<\/strong><\/p>\n

Is not orgasm a freefall of sorts? Have you ever touched orgasmic bliss \u200ewithout<\/strong> the sex?\u200e<\/p>\n

Happy days have become my invariable bedmate, bliss my good mate. I \u200erecently celebrated my blog\u2019s first anniversary. I made a pact with myself that I \u200ewould not recycle posts before that one year mark was up. That milestone has \u200ecome and gone and yet still I hesitate. I am not ready to reuse my words.\u200e<\/p>\n

This past week various projects demanded my attentions. For the first time I \u200ewas able to see my complete animated movie: complete, not completed. \u200eEditing, credits, in-memoriam slides, music and sound effects are still on the \u201cto \u200edo list\u201d. Its length may be little more than one minute, but the gestation period \u200ehas been intense and oh so long. I cannot begin to express the depth of my \u200egratitude and joy nor the intensity of my hunger to finally greet my \u201cbaby\u201d. \u200e<\/p>\n

I am also hard at work creating an eBook: \u200eHeleneie BeaNiE\u200e'\u200es \u200f\u200e16 Ways To \u200eEmpower Your Health\u200e\u200f .\u200fI had precious little time for this week's blog. I \u200ewondered if this would \u200ebe the week that I would finally give in and choose to \u200erecycle my words…\u200e<\/p>\n

The Gift of Nature<\/h2>\n

Nature is a gift. Be physical to invigorate; it\u2019s a great opportunity to \u200erejuvenate \u200eand rejoice. Be spiritual to discover euphoric ecstasy. \u200eI do love \u201cplaying dirty\u201d \u200eoutside. Saturdays are perfect days for play dates with nature and the gang. \u200eEven though I found myself without my partner in play, the game was on.\u200e<\/p>\n

Freefalling leaves, we don\u2019t see much of that around here in the land of milk \u200eand honey. Nope, the scant and bland collection of fallen leaves is certainly \u200enothing to write about. It is, however, a magnificent time for us mountain \u200ebikers, a conciliation prize of sorts for making it through the scorching \u200esummer\u2019s heat. A conciliation prize?! Absolutely not! Each season offers its \u200eown magical charms. The crisp cool clear fall mornings greet the Israeli mountain \u200ebiker with moist trails, the once loose and dry soil now packed and firm. Each \u200erider has a turbo charger in her shorts and a foolish grin plastered from cheek \u200eto cheek.\u200e<\/p>\n

So what do I post? I was unable to find the perfect solution for this dilemma \u200eprior to my Saturday morning ride.\u200e<\/h3>\n

The outdoor activity once again worked like a charm. I came up with a \u200ecompromise. I would weave a tapestry from some of my previous blogs. I \u200ewould not be merely copying but copying and pasting to create a new weave. \u200eIt seemed to me to be a great tool to ignite an original \u201crecreation\u201d of sorts. Of \u200ecourse, it was also a great way to make up the absence of my Hebrew Editor in \u200eChief \u2026.\u200e<\/p>\n