<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:53.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations About Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Diary of how the Code of Honor resolves difficulties in my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108526471591878505</id><published>2004-05-22T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T15:25:15.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I, for some reason, always felt that I 'had to tell' someone what I was up to.  That by withholding something it would have an adverse effect on me.  Needless to say, this at times got me into serious trouble for 'trying to be honest'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently consulted the Code of Honor and saw which point I was violating.  It was # 14:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be your own advisor, keep your own counsel and select your own decisions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me that everything I am having trouble with can be resolved by looking over the code to see which point I am violating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108526471591878505?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108526471591878505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108526471591878505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108526471591878505' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108311108286327483</id><published>2004-04-27T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:15:37.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never regret yesterday, life is in you today and YOU make your tomorrows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108311108286327483?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108311108286327483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108311108286327483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108311108286327483' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108291309929573196</id><published>2004-04-25T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T18:30:02.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to give a presentation and was scared to do it.  I was about to back out.  I took a look at the code of honor and read point #4 - Never Disparage yourself or minimize your strength or power.  Bamm!  I went ahead and did the presentation and it went off like clockwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108291309929573196?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108291309929573196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108291309929573196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108291309929573196' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108223470310533067</id><published>2004-04-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T18:28:10.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Code of Honor incident took place in 1988.  I had a friend who had done wrong.  She violated mores of my group and was being considered an outcast.  I had known her for a long time and had had a lot of affinity for her.  I wasn't sure what to do as most of my friends now considered her an outcast but none of them had spent as much time with her as a I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consulted the Code of Honor and 3 points stuck out:&lt;br /&gt;#1 - Never desert a comrade in need, Danger or in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;#7 - Never permit your affinity to be alloyed.&lt;br /&gt;#14 - Be you own advisor, keep your own counsel and select your own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the above three I got in really good communication with her and she realized that she had been acting badly toward her old friends just to please her mother who was a hateful person.  After realizing this she made peace with all her old friends and I have been happily married to her ever since!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find the whole code at  http://www.codeofhonor.org/code_of_honor.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108223470310533067?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108223470310533067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108223470310533067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108223470310533067' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108197918234191065</id><published>2004-04-14T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T18:19:10.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In 1987 I was shown the Code of Honor as written by L. Ron Hubbard, the founder of Dianetics and Scientology.  After reading it I realized that any and all upsets and indecision and worry and confusions going on in my mind were a result of my having violated this code.  I will be updating this blog periodically with real life situations that were handled by me by utilizing this code.  You can see the code at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.codeofhonor.org/code_of_honor.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple years ago, I was 'robbed' by a 'stock broker'.  I had given him money to invest for me and he actually stole the money.  (He did this to a lot of people and he is in jail now).  The point I am making here, is that right after I found out I was stupid enough to have given him the money I felt like a complete idiot.  How could I be so stupid.  This bothered me for a couple of days and then I took a look at the code of honor and point number 11. says "Never regret yesterday.  Life is in you today, and you make your tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.  It really did me no good to get down on myself.  I just acknowledged the fact I had made a mistake and decided not to worry about it any more I never looked back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108197918234191065?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108197918234191065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108197918234191065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108197918234191065' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108133890156272457</id><published>2004-04-07T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T04:58:47.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attached is an interesting article about life before birth&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2004/LAW/04/06/abortion.lawsuits.ap/index.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108133890156272457?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108133890156272457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108133890156272457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108133890156272457' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108120545110971863</id><published>2004-04-05T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T15:54:35.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you can ignore all the voices in your head and do what YOU think is right, you will never regret your decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108120545110971863?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108120545110971863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108120545110971863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108120545110971863' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108108769493332140</id><published>2004-04-04T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T07:12:31.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had two separate family members come to me in the past two years telling me their brother and son were so drug dependent that they were committing crimes and ruining the lives of their entire families.  The brother was 45 years old and the son was just 17.  I recommended to both families that they send their family members to Narconon.&lt;br /&gt;They both did and now both family members have been drug free for over a year and are living very productive lives.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108108769493332140?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108108769493332140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108108769493332140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108108769493332140' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6721499.post-108101383763475597</id><published>2004-04-03T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T09:40:58.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It appears everyone is trying to survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6721499-108101383763475597?l=ferden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108101383763475597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6721499/posts/default/108101383763475597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ferden.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108101383763475597' title=''/><author><name>ferden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09598822021613141069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
