<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[A peek into my life]]></title><description><![CDATA[Living life to be my best. ]]></description><link>https://www.mylifepeek.net/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2026 07:27:17 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.mylifepeek.net/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Yearning for More]]></title><description><![CDATA[I'm aware that I'm smart, but I need to look up appetite to get a clear picture of where I want to take you. The Cambridge Dictionary says it best: "a strong feeling of wanting or needing something." Edible food is fine, but what about your soul and spirit? Even the mind? Are you afraid to feed them? It's understandable if this is true for you. The challenge is how to better feed all the parts of us.]]></description><link>https://www.mylifepeek.net/post/art-appetite</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62798692-fa6f-4709-a724-caf42d32f38c</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2026 13:13:45 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Mirabelle Hobson</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Way of Life]]></title><description><![CDATA[I don't have to read very far back in my journal to remember who I was as a fourteen year old. Death has been on my mind. It could be a subconscious preparation for winter. Small deaths make up who we are. I heard that from a song lyric. I can't help but relate. As I write this to you I am emotional, but still have serenity as my fingers feel the familiar rhythm on the keyboard.]]></description><link>https://www.mylifepeek.net/post/a-way-of-life</link><guid isPermaLink="false">ad31e75a-7083-4de7-8634-2c4b19ac92be</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2026 13:48:40 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Mirabelle Hobson</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>