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    <title>Tim Long Consulting</title>
    <description>Tim Long Consulting specializes in Business Management &amp; Experience Driven Media.</description>
    <link>https://www.timlongconsulting.com/</link>
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      <title>A Call for Men to Roar</title>
      <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2015 00:00:00 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;img src=//user-images.strikinglycdn.com/res/hrscywv4p/image/upload/c_limit,f_auto,h_2000,q_80,w_1200/400352/628x471_cq4pa1.jpg&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is time. It is time for men to adopt their birthright. It is time for men to stand with our hearts and our heads and cause our own greatness once again. It is time for us as men to live by a code, a code that belongs only to us and that we, ourselves, own with one hundred percent conviction. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;This way of life cannot be given away, it cannot be provided by another, this adoption must come from within, from the very depth of our humanity, where we discover all that we are. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;We are so magnificent and wonderful, Men, with our rugged hands, bearded faces, and scarred bodies. We love these things, it is what we were born for. We were born to make passionate love, with absolute vigor and tenacity, then go out the next day and alter the planet, only then to come home again to that illustrious woman and know peace!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;This is a call, a call to men to become ourselves again. We cannot find this within women and there is nothing wrong with this, this is something we can only find in the company of other men. To find wonderful company in men is something we must re-discover. A company of men can be your most incredible refuge from the storm. A safe haven of rugged men of heart that will tear the gates off the world so that you know brotherhood. Men who, when pushed to the limit, will accomplish everything that is miraculous for the sake of the others!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Gentlemen and ladies......IT....IS.....TIME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=https://www.timlongconsulting.com/blog/a-call-for-men-to-roar&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Four Fold Way</title>
      <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2015 00:04:46 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;The four universal healing salves.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;In many shamanic societies, if you came to a shaman or medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When did you stop dancing?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When did you stop singing?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When did you stop being enchanted by stories?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Where we have stopped dancing, singing, being enchanted by stories, or finding comfort in silence is where we have experienced the loss of soul.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Dancing, singing, storytelling, and silence are the four universal healing salves.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The_Four_Fold_Way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=https://www.timlongconsulting.com/blog/the-four-fold-way&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Mountain Dreamer</title>
      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2015 01:59:42 -0700</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;“It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;It doesn't interest me where or...&lt;a href=https://www.timlongconsulting.com/blog/the-mountain-dreamer&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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