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<channel><title><![CDATA[Katelyn Hackett - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.katelynhackett.com/blog.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 02:56:15 -0800</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Let's Talk]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2011/07/lets-talk.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2011/07/lets-talk.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2011 09:25:07 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2011/07/lets-talk.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Come to Twitter-- I share interesting articles, recipes, and music recommendations. I'm @k_hack. Let's talk!   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; ">Come to <a target="_blank" href="http://www.twitter.com/">Twitter</a>-- I share interesting articles, recipes, and music recommendations. I'm <a target="_blank" href="http://www.twitter.com/k_hack">@k_hack</a>. Let's talk!<br /></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Point Is... ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2009/08/the-point-is.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2009/08/the-point-is.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 18:09:45 -0800</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.katelynhackett.com/1/post/2009/08/the-point-is.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Rainier Maria Rilke, in Letters To A Young Poet:&nbsp;"I&nbsp;would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions th [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text" style=" text-align: left; "><span style="font-size: small;">Rainier Maria Rilke, in <em>Letters To A Young Poet</em>:</span>&nbsp;<span style="font-size: large;">"</span><span style="font-size: large;">I</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Apple Casual'; font-size: large; line-height: normal;">&nbsp;would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. <strong>Live the questions now.</strong> Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer."</span></div><div  style=" margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><object width='400' height='330'><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUCmqb3EwAs"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="allownetworking" value="internal"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUCmqb3EwAs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allownetworking="internal" wmode="transparent" width='400' height='330'></embed></object></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>

