Hope for Hope and Where I could Find It

         I asked a question of a Zebra (rare conditions) group of which I'm a member: how do they manage to have hope for the future?

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!

I Love My Body Enough...

 I love my body enough.

Some General, Gentle, Grounding of Grief

        I've a lot of friends and whanau who have lost much, this past while. So since it's on my mind, I'll share something with you.

        Take this as you will.

Being Mindful of Mindfulness

When is it we become mindful, the most?

Boundaries for Those who Feel with No Bounds

Dear empath friend:

        Allow me to teach you something very important you must learn in order to survive. I had to learn it the hard way, and you probably have been learning it, too, but might not realize it.

The Weight I Carry in the Balance

"I wonder how much of what weighs me down is not mine to carry."

~ Aditi

From Memes, to Memories, to Meanings

        Sometimes I struggle as one who serves in the "inspirational" genre, especially on social media.  It can be hard to be a struggling empath with a quirky, sometimes sarcastic and/or dark sense of humor when trying to balance honesty, inspiration, light, and syrup: oh those memes, quotes, misquotes, plagiarism, and one of the worst: cliches!

Pseudo-Zen, and My Choice to Embrace What Is

I call it, "pseudo-Zen."

Pondering the Music, and the Silence

        I've come to know a lot of amazing people on my crazy journey with the PB Project.  Some far, more advanced in their suffering, and some just trying to get by.  And of course, all kinds in-between.

From Quirks to World Peace!

        Ever have those times when your internal dialogue runs in rhyme?  I mean, seriously: you're going around, doing your thing, and everything you think just happens to be some form of rhyming pattern? 

        Yes, I'm serious.

        No, I'm not joking.

        Yeah, I know.  Whatever.

The Broken and The Giving

        In the past I have shared things that have touched me, that others have done, and given a little peek into why. This week I'm taking a similar approach, and I'm grateful to have been given permission to do so.

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.

When the Light Goes Out

        It's January.  Time to think about something new.  This is not a "new year resolution" but simply something I realized as I was going about, and thought I'd share with you.

Chrysalises and Ashes in the River of Change

Recently, I found a quote that has had me thinking, and I wanted to share it with you. 

Will you value it?  I have no idea.  It might totally bore you.  But hey, at least it entertained me!

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.

Facets of Smiles and Tears

Don't cry because it's over.

Smile because it happened.

~ disputably attributed to Dr Seuss 

Which is why it's perfect for this post.

Lessons of a Lifetime in a Year

        As we find ourselves winding toward the end of another year, I have to take a moment to think about what that means, and for me in particular.  So if you'd like to come along, I'm happy to take you along with me.  Maybe something I end up saying will have something meaningful for you; if possible, perhaps for us both.

From the Pages of My Mind

        On the PB Community Facebook Page, we often discuss ways and means of finding the ability to get through and move forward after our more challenging situations we've had to face; since the most basic premise of the PB Project has been to allow people to feel they are not alone in their struggles, I have always felt it to only be fair that I share whatever I feel would help in that effort.  This week, I thought I'd share a little of my inner thought processes; this time, part of it comes not from posts I've shared elsewhere, but actually from working through things in my journal.  Perhaps it can help demonstrate some of what I've meant when discussing that topic.