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	<title>Comments on: Harriett Fels  1947-2009  /  I Love You Harriett!</title>
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		<title>By: Barbara Sabbath</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara Sabbath</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 00:48:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Harriett and I met when we were six years old. We lived across the street from each other. We walked to school everyday together and had big dreams of making it on the Ed Sulivan show as singers. We used to practice everyday coming home from grade school. We slept at each other&#039;s house almost every weekend and would often camp out in her back yard, thinking how brave we were. 
We stayed friends through out high school.
We both took different paths. I went to Mexico,USA and then stayed in Italy. I visited Harriett in London. 
Harriett, my brilliant friend. I am so shocked. Tomorrow is your Birthday, my fellow Virgo.
I love you and thank you for making my youth so much richer.
Love,
Barbara - Montreal</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Harriett and I met when we were six years old. We lived across the street from each other. We walked to school everyday together and had big dreams of making it on the Ed Sulivan show as singers. We used to practice everyday coming home from grade school. We slept at each other&#8217;s house almost every weekend and would often camp out in her back yard, thinking how brave we were.<br />
We stayed friends through out high school.<br />
We both took different paths. I went to Mexico,USA and then stayed in Italy. I visited Harriett in London.<br />
Harriett, my brilliant friend. I am so shocked. Tomorrow is your Birthday, my fellow Virgo.<br />
I love you and thank you for making my youth so much richer.<br />
Love,<br />
Barbara &#8211; Montreal</p>
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		<title>By: Kalyani Todd</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kalyani Todd</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 01:21:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few hours ago I read a memorial to Harriet on another website, but there was no mention of how she passed. Please tell me!

Praying for her brought a sense of joy that tells me all  is well for her on the other side. But still, earth is a little less bright without our dear Harriet. 

I remember watching her park her brand new Lexus across the street from the Nevada City, CA, Post Office. She danced over to me  with the biggest smile on her face, announcing: I&#039;ve just paid cash for it! (a tribute to her success in Cell Tech. I was a few levels down from her in the company, but we had a strong connection.) 

She was direct and honest, intuitive and generous. Her smile lit the room. She was REAL, and I respected her for it.

My friend, I&#039;m so sorry you&#039;re not here with us any more. God guide you to new heights of learning, peace, and wisdom. 

Kalyani</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few hours ago I read a memorial to Harriet on another website, but there was no mention of how she passed. Please tell me!</p>
<p>Praying for her brought a sense of joy that tells me all  is well for her on the other side. But still, earth is a little less bright without our dear Harriet. </p>
<p>I remember watching her park her brand new Lexus across the street from the Nevada City, CA, Post Office. She danced over to me  with the biggest smile on her face, announcing: I&#8217;ve just paid cash for it! (a tribute to her success in Cell Tech. I was a few levels down from her in the company, but we had a strong connection.) </p>
<p>She was direct and honest, intuitive and generous. Her smile lit the room. She was REAL, and I respected her for it.</p>
<p>My friend, I&#8217;m so sorry you&#8217;re not here with us any more. God guide you to new heights of learning, peace, and wisdom. </p>
<p>Kalyani</p>
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		<title>By: Mark Pinkus</title>
		<link>http://gillesarbour.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/harriett-fels-1947-2009/#comment-428</link>
		<dc:creator>Mark Pinkus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 15:45:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Today is September 2nd, 2009. A friend of mine, who knew Harriet for a very long time just called me to invite me to an isreali movie at the Montreal International film festival.. I couldn&#039;t make it because of other obligations and while we were talking I asked him if he had any news of Harriet. We hadn&#039;t spoken for a long time.  And when we did speak I always asked him about Harriet.  She is simply unforgettable. He then informed me that she had passed away. I couldn&#039;t believe his words.  I knew Harriet in the 1980&#039;s and onwards. I met her while working in a vegetarian store and cafe. She was so full of life. And that&#039;s putting it lightly! The sparkle in her eyes was so lovely and never-ending.  Her energy was so tied to the earth and its&#039; well-being. It took a little while to get to know her while living in the same neighbourhood. I would see her almost every day on the our street and she smiled and we always connected about something to do with the beauty of life, including  both the bright and dark sides of living. Each time we spoke, even briefly, I was left with something to contemplate, something to research and Harriet always made me reflect on the many aspects of life. I knew her when she wrote for the Health Section of the Montreal Gazette newspaper. At her place she would show me her articles and I was so proud of her and her articles were a gem to read.. She was changing the world. And she changed the world. Harriet went against the flow..But that&#039;s the way the river flows.. Some of us go upstream against the current..then we connected with music. I am a composer of piano music and Harriet came to one of my cd launching parties. She approached me after and told me what she felt deeply about my music and said, &quot;you are made to do this.&quot; I&#039;ll never forget that..Harriet gave me the belief in myself which was not there. Her words to me were felt in a deep place inside me. Thank you Harriet for that moment!!!Then when Harriet was in town being Montreal from California or from India she would call me and we went for walks into the mountain park in Montreal. Long walks. Long beautiful walks together, Being and breathing in the nature surrounding us. She would tell me all about her India trips, her house in California, her feelings about relationships, love, ageing, exercises she did every day.a blend of yoga and other holistic practises..she firmly believed in these workouts to live a long and healthy life. She taught me so much in such a short time. I love her intensity which was expressed in gentle waves.  I too could open up to her and share with her my feelings and struggles in life. We shared many vegetarian meals together and her company broke the barriers of time. Being with Harriet was all about simply being, not necessarily doing. In the moment, now, with the breath of life as our master of ceremony. I am going to really miss Harriet. The sparkle of her spirit will be around forever. Yes, once again she changed the world by constantly changing herself, to make the people and the world we live in a  much better place. I send you my love Harriet and I will write some music for you. It is the easiest thing in the world to do. And I know you will hear it when it&#039;s finished. I don&#039;t know how to finish this message knowing you aren&#039;t on the earth as I write. All I know is that you live so profoundly in so many of us and in that bright light like you Harriet you are still with us, laughing, singing, dancing, smiling, sharing, whispering, teaching and on we go...I am performing today for 12 people who are over a hundred years of age and more.  Come and join us and teach us more about life and it&#039;s endless dance...love always, Mark</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today is September 2nd, 2009. A friend of mine, who knew Harriet for a very long time just called me to invite me to an isreali movie at the Montreal International film festival.. I couldn&#8217;t make it because of other obligations and while we were talking I asked him if he had any news of Harriet. We hadn&#8217;t spoken for a long time.  And when we did speak I always asked him about Harriet.  She is simply unforgettable. He then informed me that she had passed away. I couldn&#8217;t believe his words.  I knew Harriet in the 1980&#8217;s and onwards. I met her while working in a vegetarian store and cafe. She was so full of life. And that&#8217;s putting it lightly! The sparkle in her eyes was so lovely and never-ending.  Her energy was so tied to the earth and its&#8217; well-being. It took a little while to get to know her while living in the same neighbourhood. I would see her almost every day on the our street and she smiled and we always connected about something to do with the beauty of life, including  both the bright and dark sides of living. Each time we spoke, even briefly, I was left with something to contemplate, something to research and Harriet always made me reflect on the many aspects of life. I knew her when she wrote for the Health Section of the Montreal Gazette newspaper. At her place she would show me her articles and I was so proud of her and her articles were a gem to read.. She was changing the world. And she changed the world. Harriet went against the flow..But that&#8217;s the way the river flows.. Some of us go upstream against the current..then we connected with music. I am a composer of piano music and Harriet came to one of my cd launching parties. She approached me after and told me what she felt deeply about my music and said, &#8220;you are made to do this.&#8221; I&#8217;ll never forget that..Harriet gave me the belief in myself which was not there. Her words to me were felt in a deep place inside me. Thank you Harriet for that moment!!!Then when Harriet was in town being Montreal from California or from India she would call me and we went for walks into the mountain park in Montreal. Long walks. Long beautiful walks together, Being and breathing in the nature surrounding us. She would tell me all about her India trips, her house in California, her feelings about relationships, love, ageing, exercises she did every day.a blend of yoga and other holistic practises..she firmly believed in these workouts to live a long and healthy life. She taught me so much in such a short time. I love her intensity which was expressed in gentle waves.  I too could open up to her and share with her my feelings and struggles in life. We shared many vegetarian meals together and her company broke the barriers of time. Being with Harriet was all about simply being, not necessarily doing. In the moment, now, with the breath of life as our master of ceremony. I am going to really miss Harriet. The sparkle of her spirit will be around forever. Yes, once again she changed the world by constantly changing herself, to make the people and the world we live in a  much better place. I send you my love Harriet and I will write some music for you. It is the easiest thing in the world to do. And I know you will hear it when it&#8217;s finished. I don&#8217;t know how to finish this message knowing you aren&#8217;t on the earth as I write. All I know is that you live so profoundly in so many of us and in that bright light like you Harriet you are still with us, laughing, singing, dancing, smiling, sharing, whispering, teaching and on we go&#8230;I am performing today for 12 people who are over a hundred years of age and more.  Come and join us and teach us more about life and it&#8217;s endless dance&#8230;love always, Mark</p>
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		<title>By: Stephen Block</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stephen Block</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 13:33:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I knew Harriet from very early childhood. Her family had a cottage across the lake from ours. We went to school together too, then I met up with her again after university. She truly was a good soul, never taking easy paths, one of a very few who left the comforts of her background to discover the world as it was. I saw her last in Montreal and she told me she was moving to CA. I was really happy for her and her  re-incarnation with successful enterprising. I was pleasantly surpirsed but not amazed as she often diaplayed tenacity many talents and ultimately it was her humanity that got her to where she ended up, which itself is rare. I was suprised and very unhappy to see that she died so young. I too could visualize her living a very long time. But her life was not always an easy one. Please feel free to write and let me know a bit more about the end of her life. S Block, Montreal</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I knew Harriet from very early childhood. Her family had a cottage across the lake from ours. We went to school together too, then I met up with her again after university. She truly was a good soul, never taking easy paths, one of a very few who left the comforts of her background to discover the world as it was. I saw her last in Montreal and she told me she was moving to CA. I was really happy for her and her  re-incarnation with successful enterprising. I was pleasantly surpirsed but not amazed as she often diaplayed tenacity many talents and ultimately it was her humanity that got her to where she ended up, which itself is rare. I was suprised and very unhappy to see that she died so young. I too could visualize her living a very long time. But her life was not always an easy one. Please feel free to write and let me know a bit more about the end of her life. S Block, Montreal</p>
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		<title>By: Cynthia Carlisi</title>
		<link>http://gillesarbour.wordpress.com/2009/05/17/harriett-fels-1947-2009/#comment-371</link>
		<dc:creator>Cynthia Carlisi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 20:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Harriet Fels, now on the Angel side with other friends and family, is still leading us with inspiration and her smile. We&#039;ll cherish her and bring forth that smile into our conversations as we carry the torch of right livliehood further along to generations that await its light. May receptivity arise as we come, inspired by those who&#039;ve gone ahead, to lead- not leave us behind. Harriet&#039;s hand was and is always there to give a lift to us with her creative ideas and her brilliance. May we follow with joy and inspiration, the trail blazed before us, sitting still at times to feel our Angle leaders. Grant us a patience then, to receive the love and guidance always shared. With gratitude to Harriet, I will smile and walk today, and offer at least one person the opportunity to join our team.
All the sharing of those who knew her well is appreciated. 
Cynthia Carlisi</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Harriet Fels, now on the Angel side with other friends and family, is still leading us with inspiration and her smile. We&#8217;ll cherish her and bring forth that smile into our conversations as we carry the torch of right livliehood further along to generations that await its light. May receptivity arise as we come, inspired by those who&#8217;ve gone ahead, to lead- not leave us behind. Harriet&#8217;s hand was and is always there to give a lift to us with her creative ideas and her brilliance. May we follow with joy and inspiration, the trail blazed before us, sitting still at times to feel our Angle leaders. Grant us a patience then, to receive the love and guidance always shared. With gratitude to Harriet, I will smile and walk today, and offer at least one person the opportunity to join our team.<br />
All the sharing of those who knew her well is appreciated.<br />
Cynthia Carlisi</p>
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		<title>By: linda dewing</title>
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		<dc:creator>linda dewing</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 May 2009 02:18:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i really only knew Harriet peripherally, but whenever i saw her at CT events i knew i wanted to learn more from her.  from those early cards she wrote about coaching, she was a person whose ways touched me and from whom i could learn in the way that made sense to me.  Authentic, yes, and COMMITTED in an enormous way to the hugeness of possibility and a more vibrant future. i know wherever she is she will be casting strong and powerful energies for good; i miss not being in the presence more directly. like so many leaders in this company, she embodied hope.
Linda dewing</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i really only knew Harriet peripherally, but whenever i saw her at CT events i knew i wanted to learn more from her.  from those early cards she wrote about coaching, she was a person whose ways touched me and from whom i could learn in the way that made sense to me.  Authentic, yes, and COMMITTED in an enormous way to the hugeness of possibility and a more vibrant future. i know wherever she is she will be casting strong and powerful energies for good; i miss not being in the presence more directly. like so many leaders in this company, she embodied hope.<br />
Linda dewing</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara Swanson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara Swanson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 13:37:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have known Harriet for over a decade..but I knew OF Harriet from the first moment I joined Cell Tech, the company we both made our life&#039;s career.
She is all that you hear others say...serious, passionate, joyful and a champion to all things that cannot speak for themselves.  She was a leader and embraced it; just as she embraced withdrawing her presence when it then came time for her to contemplate.

For me, above all else, however, Harriet was authentic.  She could not--refused to--step outside of her determination of what was right or fair.  If this meant that she came to visit--and then spent the next 2 days locked away in her guest room, only emerging late at night when no one would bother her--so be it (this is actually what happened the last time she visited me).  

And you know what?  There was no way to take offense.  She was doing what she had to do to be right in the world...and that gave all of us who knew her the reminder that indeed, we all need to make sure we are &quot;right in the world&quot; as we walk our path.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have known Harriet for over a decade..but I knew OF Harriet from the first moment I joined Cell Tech, the company we both made our life&#8217;s career.<br />
She is all that you hear others say&#8230;serious, passionate, joyful and a champion to all things that cannot speak for themselves.  She was a leader and embraced it; just as she embraced withdrawing her presence when it then came time for her to contemplate.</p>
<p>For me, above all else, however, Harriet was authentic.  She could not&#8211;refused to&#8211;step outside of her determination of what was right or fair.  If this meant that she came to visit&#8211;and then spent the next 2 days locked away in her guest room, only emerging late at night when no one would bother her&#8211;so be it (this is actually what happened the last time she visited me).  </p>
<p>And you know what?  There was no way to take offense.  She was doing what she had to do to be right in the world&#8230;and that gave all of us who knew her the reminder that indeed, we all need to make sure we are &#8220;right in the world&#8221; as we walk our path.</p>
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