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	<title>Comments on: Resiliency: Perfectionism vs. Excellence Revisited</title>
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		<title>By: Mary Robertson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mary Robertson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 16:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In the Craft of Creation
One night while doing stained glass finishing a beveled glass window I entered the realm of excellence through a door much like Alice in Wonderland.
The night began like any other night the design of the window was determining the finishing touches as my hands worked deftly as soldering, glass cutting, patina, and frame were being completed.
A thought...a concept...became a real moment...were time stood still...and I realized I was not the artist...and the hours that evaporated into the night...was a sublime momentness where creation itself was working itself through my expression and space.  The Artist was in the house.  Here the bar of excellence had been raised into a perfection without bounds.  
When this quality of time and space had passed and the window had been completed I looked at it after it had been suspended in the light.  It had a rareness not yet seen in my previous work.  Pure symmetry that transfers a sense of wholeness or belonging when viewing the art.
My life have had these moments like diamonds in the rough which let me know there is at-the-same-time, an all-at-onceness aligning to a Oneness that waits for us to experience itself/ourself as the great I AM THAT I AM.
Perfection is a quality of excellence that reveals the beauty of the design.  
This exquisite portal of rarified existance seems to open when you are engaged in being present...then the &#039;gift&#039; presents Itself!
Mary Robertson, Vancouver BC</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the Craft of Creation<br />
One night while doing stained glass finishing a beveled glass window I entered the realm of excellence through a door much like Alice in Wonderland.<br />
The night began like any other night the design of the window was determining the finishing touches as my hands worked deftly as soldering, glass cutting, patina, and frame were being completed.<br />
A thought&#8230;a concept&#8230;became a real moment&#8230;were time stood still&#8230;and I realized I was not the artist&#8230;and the hours that evaporated into the night&#8230;was a sublime momentness where creation itself was working itself through my expression and space.  The Artist was in the house.  Here the bar of excellence had been raised into a perfection without bounds.<br />
When this quality of time and space had passed and the window had been completed I looked at it after it had been suspended in the light.  It had a rareness not yet seen in my previous work.  Pure symmetry that transfers a sense of wholeness or belonging when viewing the art.<br />
My life have had these moments like diamonds in the rough which let me know there is at-the-same-time, an all-at-onceness aligning to a Oneness that waits for us to experience itself/ourself as the great I AM THAT I AM.<br />
Perfection is a quality of excellence that reveals the beauty of the design.<br />
This exquisite portal of rarified existance seems to open when you are engaged in being present&#8230;then the &#8216;gift&#8217; presents Itself!<br />
Mary Robertson, Vancouver BC</p>
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		<title>By: On Going Where I Fear to Tread &#171; wild resiliency blog!</title>
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		<dc:creator>On Going Where I Fear to Tread &#171; wild resiliency blog!</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Going Where I Fear to&#160;Tread  OK, I&#8217;ve spent enough of my life orienting toward fear and perfectionism that occasionally I realize the only way through such predatory energy lies in the cauldron of [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Going Where I Fear to&nbsp;Tread  OK, I&#8217;ve spent enough of my life orienting toward fear and perfectionism that occasionally I realize the only way through such predatory energy lies in the cauldron of [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Resiliency: Perfectionism vs. Excellence &#171; wild resiliency blog!</title>
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		<dc:creator>Resiliency: Perfectionism vs. Excellence &#171; wild resiliency blog!</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 14:53:23 +0000</pubDate>
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