<?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[Mandeebeth]]></title><description><![CDATA[Explore stories of healing, music, growth, and the beauty of becoming.]]></description><link>https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2026 03:18:15 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Lose My Way]]></title><description><![CDATA[Let me tell you something. Today fucking sucked! I just found out the AC in my house is broken, and it's going to cost $3,000 to repair. The $400 coolant refill today didn't do jack shit, and it's 94 in Austin, Texas. While I was in India, a tree fell on my car and smashed the hood. I haven't even thought about getting a quote to fix it because... with what money? I'm going through a breakup, one that I haven't talked about publicly yet, and because we live together, it is a slow and...]]></description><link>https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/post/lose-my-way</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3b176d8955009f722aa9a2</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2026 20:23:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4e7320_80c21bfa84a544cebe4e33b18b4ed60f~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mandee Logsdon</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Feeling Different]]></title><description><![CDATA[A prompt I've been using for writing lately is to say something without saying it. Like, saying "I miss you," in a way that conveys the level of miss. It can be cheesy, like explaining how wide the ocean is as a comparison for the distance, or it can be simple, like longing for summer from a winter day. The point is to share more overtly what feels intense deep down and to avoid the overused popular expressions that lack sincerity. Also, maybe, because whoever you want to convey your miss...]]></description><link>https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/post/feeling-different</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a1a7d9369f69d4475b0f166</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Jun 2026 23:22:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4e7320_08914053cd93493c82d2c177f270f053~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mandee Logsdon</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Leaves of Arugula ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I'm sitting in Arugula, not the leafy green, but a room at Whole Foods that bears its name. I cannot help but think of other leaves,...]]></description><link>https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/post/leaves-of-arugula</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68b8a2abc6effad13075250c</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2025 22:28:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4e7320_eca0be88c3fb463bbabc05d09896c6f0~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mandee Logsdon</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Devotion]]></title><description><![CDATA[I saw a reel the other day that said, "Travel messes you up. It makes home feel too small. It makes routine feel loud. 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This is a reflection on what it means to listen inward, to follow the signs, and to begin again — softly, but surely.]]></description><link>https://mandeebeth.wixsite.com/mandeebeth/post/draw-a-line-in-my-life</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6850d4aa653508bea403d436</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2025 04:28:25 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/4e7320_06eabf1f06ff4f7e864794ebdaf8f5df~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mandee Logsdon</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>