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	<description>A blog and forum for encouragement, hope and stories by Jiming Lindal</description>
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		<title>An Elephant Dancing on My Knee</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A Sunday morning when we were driving to the church, my daughter burst into this laughter.  I turned to her to see what was going on.  She was swaying back and forth on her child seat, pointing to my knees, couldn&#8217;t help but laugh hysterically.   
&#8220;Heidi, what&#8217;s so funny?&#8221; I asked [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/07/02/an-elephant-dancing-on-my-knee/</link>
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		<title>Tree Sentiments</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My neighbor cut her tree
It is suppose to be her tree
So she can do anything with it
But with the sound and shake
Trunks are coming down
Hard and heavy
A tree of fifty years?
Or is it longer?
Up roll the curtains
Out of the windows
Diameter of the tree trunks
As big as six feet wide
Pine needles
Scattering
The tree
Sighing, screaming, and crying
All at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/06/16/tree-sentiments/</link>
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		<title>Guilt</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t been writing for a while that I almost forgot how to write.  Now it is 1:20AM in the morning, that I just cannot sleep.  I have been struggling with this writer&#8217;s life that puts me in isolation of the men/women.  This morning my daughter had a play date with one [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/06/11/guilt/</link>
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		<title>Love Actually</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On Monday, I was commuting to Hollywood to attend a script writing class through Los Angeles Metro.  When I came back, a couple in the metro station caught my attention.  They were in their 60s, with hair loosely arranged, they both wore brownish coats.  In between their eyes and face, I grasped [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/03/22/love-actually/</link>
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		<title>Triple Chocolate Chip</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A recipe from my friend Izumi Bloom.
1/2 cup room temp butter (unsalted)
1/2 cup golden brown sugar
6 TBL granulated sugar
1 Large egg
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/4 cups all purpose flour
3/4 cup of each, dark, white, milk chocolate ships
1 cup chopped walnuts
Preheat oven to 350 F
In large bowl, combine butter, brown sugar and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/03/04/triple-chocolate-chip/</link>
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		<title>Have you seen him?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Every Tuesday I will receive a bunch of &#8220;trash&#8221; mail, full of advertising I don&#8217;t want.  Normally I receive them and dump them in the trash right away, hence the &#8220;trash&#8221; mail name.
This Tuesday, however, my eyes stop at at a ad says &#8220;Have you seen him&#8221;?  It is a search ad, a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2010/03/03/have-you-seen-him/</link>
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		<title>In Light of Aspiration</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Aspiration, generally a good term, is used primarily for people who has a dream, a dream which &#8220;aspires.&#8221;  Until recently did I realize that I have been groomed to have an aspiration of a big corporation CEO with millions in the pocket.  I received an MBA education where CEO is highest of the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2009/12/14/in-light-of-aspiration/</link>
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		<title>Morning Awake</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I get up five o&#8217;clock in the morning, eager to see the sunrise from the ocean.  The sunrise is around six thirty according to the calendar.  I walk to the living room where the windows open to the ocean: it is still dark outside, pitch dark blue.  I sit down with my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2009/09/16/morning-awake/</link>
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		<title>Our most treasured</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Evacuate!  It was my first response when I figured the station fire of La Canada Flintridge was out of control.  Our house was so close to the fire that we saw flames directly facing us from the mountain ridge and our cars and house were covered with ashes.  When I first saw [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2009/08/29/the-most-treasured/</link>
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		<title>The greatest man on earth</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is an old Chinese saying to describe the greatest man on earth as &#8220;there are no predecessors before him and there are no successors after.&#8221;
It is quite a concept, funny though, from historical, sociological and management perspectives.  Shouldn&#8217;t the greatest man on earth knows how to learn from the great men of the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://jiming.my.speedingbits.com/blog/2009/08/26/the-greatest-man-on-earth/</link>
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