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<copyright>Copyright 2009 PilotOnline.com / HamptonRoads.com.</copyright>
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<title>Tennis Lesson #3 of 3 (which have nothing to do with tennis)....</title>
<description>This lesson might also be called &amp;quot;You Never Know Where You Will Meet the Buddha.&amp;quot;
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<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/11/tennis-lesson-3-3-which-have-nothing-do-tennis</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 07:50:03 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Tennis Lessons: #2 of 3 (which have nothing to do with tennis)</title>
<description>When I was out hitting on the tennis backboard the other day at Larchmont courts, I remembered the last time I was there was about two years ago, when I was playing with a good friend at the time (who I'll call Joe.)&amp;nbsp; For about 18 months, Joe and I had a blast on the tennis court.&amp;nbsp; We played a whacky no rules game, but during that time we both got to be pretty good hitters.&amp;nbsp; About t</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/11/tennis-lessons-2-3-which-have-nothing-do-tennis</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 07:01:21 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Tennis Lessons:  #1 (of 3)...which have nothing to do with tennis....</title>
<description>There are days when the Universe decides to&amp;nbsp; hand you a great big diamond&amp;nbsp; just because it loves you and wants you to have it.&amp;nbsp; Often these come when you need them most.
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<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/11/tennis-lessons-1-3which-have-nothing-do-tennis</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 09:36:02 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Standing in the Place of Not Knowing</title>
<description>I remember a conversation I had with a very wise friend.&amp;nbsp; At some point in the conversation she said, &amp;quot;I can tolerate a fairly high level of ambivalence.&amp;quot; As someone not&amp;nbsp; good at handling much ambivalence at all, I was quite struck by that statement.</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/10/standing-place-not-knowing</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 19:02:55 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>  What is  Strong Back, Soft Front ?</title>
<description>In Andrew Bein's book for therapists, &amp;quot;The Zen of Helping: Spiritual Principles for Mindful and Open-Hearted Practice&amp;quot;, he refers to something called Strong Back, Soft Front.&amp;nbsp; (He also talks about &amp;quot;practice-based evidence&amp;quot; as opposed to &amp;quot;evidence-based practice&amp;quot;, an interesting distinction, but that's a topic for another day!)&amp;nbsp;</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/09/what-strong-back-soft-front</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 11:05:03 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>Train Tracks and the Way We See the World</title>
<description>What we see, often, is not what is there.</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/09/train-tracks-and-way-we-see-world</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 08:47:58 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>Opening the Altruism Jar and Peeking Inside</title>
<description>Because of some changes to my work life lately, I have gotten a new assignment:&amp;nbsp; to contact 12 mostly local charitable organizations across a wide spectrum and learn more about what they do.&amp;nbsp; I made the list, got the numbers, and started calling, asking to speak to their program directors to set up a meeting.</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/09/opening-altruism-jar-and-peeking-inside</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 06:43:40 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>Morning Phone Call: From Dread to Delight</title>
<description>If it's one thing that strikes fear in my heart, it is having to call a large corporation with an extensive voicemail menu system to talk about my account.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know I'm not the only one.&amp;nbsp; Long wait times....bad Muzak.....incomprehensible accents....being handed off from person to person.....sales pitches....fake people-sounding robot voices....lots of helpfulness but no real help...</description>
<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/08/morning-phone-call-dread-delight</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 08:42:05 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>Walking Toward Uneasiness</title>
<description>A couple of days ago, after a tremendous rainstorm, I went walking through my neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; I was toward the back end of West Ghent where all the streets dead end at either railroad tracks or creekbeds.&amp;nbsp; I was walking along a sidewalk and became aware of two things at the same time.
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<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/08/walking-toward-uneasiness</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 08:31:40 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>Coming Home to Yourself</title>
<description>A strange thing has happened over the past seven years since I divorced.&amp;nbsp; It is stranger yet that I did not really notice it was happening until recently.&amp;nbsp;
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<link>http://hamptonroads.com/2009/07/coming-home-yourself</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 09:19:17 -0400</pubDate>
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