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?

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.

Enough.

Things I hear.

Personal Power and Responsibility in Social Media

        You know, there are times I stare at the screen, finding or thinking something I'd like to share with the people I love, but I just don't have the mental, emotional, nor physical strength and energy to deal with how social media affects people sometimes; including people I love.

Loving the Light of our 2 am Selves

        I get it.

        I get it, and I want you to know I get it.

The Weight I Carry in the Balance

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

~ Aditi

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.

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.

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.

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.

A Relatively Short Moment of Truth

        I posted this earlier this week in a more personal spot on social media, and was encouraged to share it, here.  Inasmuch as this is actually something that really does resonate with me - lately, in particular - I figure I might as well, since that's why we're here.  So, here:

Forcing the Force of Forced Gratitude

Forced gratitude.

Sometimes just taking energy we feel like we don't have

and forcing ourselves to look at things differently can save our sanity....

Amazing, Awe-Inspiring, and Remarkable, Remember?

        What a crazy life this is, and yet awe-inspiring and amazing, if I think about it.