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	<title>Comments on: I&#8217;m Nicer When I Journal</title>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 14:27:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Carol</title>
		<link>http://www.gracefulparenting.net/2007/11/14/im-nicer-when-i-journal/#comment-58</link>
		<dc:creator>Carol</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 18:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for the comment. I did my last spiritual journal as a private blog with no users (strange, huh?), but I moved to pen and paper for this one. It feels better this way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for the comment. I did my last spiritual journal as a private blog with no users (strange, huh?), but I moved to pen and paper for this one. It feels better this way.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenna</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jenna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 03:02:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wonderful post, C. I used to keep a journal, the kind only I could read. Real, old-fashioned like with paper to pen. There was something spiritual in the tactile grace it brought. Your words make me think I should bring that back into my life. Thank you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wonderful post, C. I used to keep a journal, the kind only I could read. Real, old-fashioned like with paper to pen. There was something spiritual in the tactile grace it brought. Your words make me think I should bring that back into my life. Thank you.</p>
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