A Meta Post about not Posting... Posted!

        Lately, I've realized that I spend a lot of time thinking I need to get a blog post done and posted, but it seems like even when I have the time or ability to focus, it's hard to rally up the energy to push on ahead and find the words that need to happen to make that happen! If you've been following the PB Community Facebook Page for a relatively significant amount of time, you'll have noticed I've slowed in my pursuits there over the past year or so, as well. Let's see if I actually get this one done and posted!

An Apologetic Courage and a Piece of the Madness

        Another personal story post for you, related to my ongoing journey with the health-related mess.  I'm aware that some people want only to be engaged with the PB Project's more neutral features, without personal details, and that is perfectly okay with me!  Hence the warning.  If you want to continue, you're very much my guest.

Ashes of the Past and Moving Forward

        This is one of those posts gleaned from something I'd shared elsewhere this past week, which got me thinking, and I thought I'd share the insights here, too.  I guess it mattered enough to me that I keep it around to look at and read it later.  So, here you are to read, too, if you like.

Weaknesses and Our Own, White Knights

It isn't until we've been shown our greatest weakness that we face it;

we see ourselves at our most vulnerable, and have to make a choice.

Some Musing of Lessons and Random Vulnerability

        I've not been able to write much, lately.  Probably a bit of burnout, I'd imagine.  I keep getting to the point where I open the browser, start to put something into the keyboard and onto the screen, and then kinda just stare at it, no idea coming to mind as to how to continue.  Then I go to the archives and start searching for one I can share to the PB Community Facebook Page on Monday mornings (US time), and can end up in myriad emotions.

        This was the result of such a process.
I hope it's worthy of the time it takes to read it, if you do, in fact, choose to continue.  I kind of just decided to go with the flow and let it be whatever it ends up being.  So be it.

Well, That Was Unexpected!

        This was something I was going to post to those in my more personal life, elsewhere, and thought I might as well share it here, and then share this, there.  I've been feeling so brain dead lately, and I wrote this whole, freakin' thing, so why not?  Might as well know me for me, World! lol!

        So, here we go...

Well, That Was Unexpected!

        This was something I was going to post to those in my more personal life, elsewhere, and thought I might as well share it here, and then share this, there.  I've been feeling so brain dead lately, and I wrote this whole, freakin' thing, so why not?  Might as well know me for me, World! lol!

        So, here we go...

Perfection in the Personal Paradox

        Hello, again.  I promise I'm still around, and working toward progress.  You'd be surprised at how many drafts from over the years I have sitting there, started but not feeling "right".  But that actually plays well with the idea that I've thought to share for this week.  Let's see if it gets out for you to read!

        It's a little raw, just so you know.  But that's how it's been, lately, and what falls out of my mind is usually filtered through whatever is on it at the time.  Pretty sure that's the way it works for a lot of things, for a lot of people.  Anyway, here we go.

It's Okay.

Okay, so maybe it all isn't really okay.  But that's okay, too.

Maybe just take some slow, deep breaths while you read this post,

and let it help you come back to center.

You might just found it was just what you needed.

You wouldn't be the only one, I promise.

The Difference, in this World of Insanity and Chaos

        This past week, I had an interesting question come to me, and I found it to be such a powerful line of thinking, I wanted to share some of my thoughts on it.  Generally, I stay away from most topics of current events, but we'll see where this goes.

Bringing to Life a Survivor's Spirit

        This week, my friends, we're going to delve into something I happen to find a huge part of my life, in various ways, and hopefully by my sharing that, you'll benefit in some way.  I know I pretty much say that every week, but that just means that the intent is still there.  So there.

A Decade and an Open Box

        Here we go again.  This week, another personal topic for me, which I hope not to drop on your foot.  If I do, you'll have my sincerest apologies.  As I've said before, I feel that it is important for others to know that they are not alone in their experiences, even if ours are not the same.  We are all made better through being empathic, together.  And hence, we have the PB Project.

The Beauty in the Heart of Life

        What does the heart contain, which allows it to create; and what's more, to create beauty?  Or even to simply appreciate beauty?  What is within us that allows it to reside, there, and to come out of us?

        Yup. That is the question. Well, a few of them.  Hopefully you'll see what I mean.

Perhaps a Step Toward Reason?

        The other day, I came across a blog post called, "Everything Doesn't Happen For A Reason", by Tim Laurence, shared on Facebook by the Page, "A Beautiful Mess Inside".  It was so powerful, at the time in my miserably-insomniac state, I was overcome by tears and, "Yes!!!" moments.  It had me immediately signing up for his e-newsletters, because as Gayle at that Page said, "I want to read everything he has ever written".

You Needed Me, and We're All Here

        This week I'm going personal, again.  After all, even though the PB Project is focused on us all, I'm still the one writing these posts, so you're going to get to see me get a little egocentric, from time to time.

But who knows?  

Maybe what falls out of my head will help/inspire/entertain you, anyway.  

'Never know.

Permission to Communicate

When was the last time you told someone, "No," when something was asked, requested, or even demanded of you?  When was the last time you said, "Yes," even though you secretly wished that you could say, "No"?  

In other words, have you ever not said or done something, 

because you were afraid of the consequences, such as rejection or disapproval? 

You wouldn't be the first.  But perhaps we can find a way to fix that.

The Risks and Courage of Real Conversations

        Have you ever known someone with whom things just seemed to "click", as we say here in the States?  Meaning, you meet a new person whom you've never known before, and as you get to know them, it's as though you've known each other all your lives, or longer, and/or as though you are almost like the same person, or a reflection of each other?  Some call these situations "kindred spirits", or in a more romantic sense, "soul mates".

        Just wondering.

To React, or To Transform?

        Sometimes when I begin the process of finding the inspirations for these posts, it works for me to go randomly searching for a quote which stands out to me, and I let it grow from there.  But this time, I found myself actually looking for a quote that went with what I was experiencing and how I was feeling.  So now you get to find out what I've found, and a bit more about it.

Worthwhile, Broken, Butterfly Wings, and Other Things

        I'm not sure how to describe this week's post, actually.  It could be seen as part macabre, and part inspiration, perhaps?  Don't worry, though...I have young friends who read this blog, so I'm going to do my best to keep it in the spirit of the PB Project in general.  It's just that I found this quote and it has been nudging me for ages, begging to be used, and I've not been giving it its due, so...here we go.

 

        No idea what I'll be writing after this, but hopefully it will be worth reading!

Choosing Your Own Challenge of Courage and Change

        I would like to start with a truth, this week.  I usually throw a truth or two into the mix, at some point, but this time, I want to start with one that will set the stage for whatever it is that will come after the page break.  An important one, and somewhat multi-faceted.

        The truth:  I am not good with change.