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

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.

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.

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....

A Little Social Emotion News, Perhaps?

        It just, so happens that this coming week marks an anniversary of sorts, and this one is kind of a big deal for me, so I'm going to share something special and hope that it matters to someone else, too.  I mean the thing I share here, mattering, not the anniversary.  Well, you're welcome to appreciate the anniversary, too.  One does not ride around the sun, on the earth, a significant number of times without learning some of them feel more significant than others, after all.  But that isn't the point of this post, so take it as you like.

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...

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.

Still Thinking, Therefore Still Being, I Suppose?

        We're going to be doing things a bit differently this week, my friends.  Whether we like it or not!

        Due to some circumstances out of my control, I was unable to solidify permission to use information for the post I'd been preparing, so I've been left to wander the archives, once again.  But this time, I found one on which I'd like to comment, as well, so here we go: a post about a post!

Two, Little, Almost Insignificant Words

        "Be."

        "You."

        Two, tiny little words, used by millions of people, every single day, and often many times a day.  They are so commonly used, that most people don't even think about what they each mean, apart, nor together.  People tend to just throw them out there in conversation as though they were insignificant, little bridges to communication.

As Good a Time as Any!

        Last week, I'm sure I more than adequately explained, I'm not a big fan of "New Years resolutions".  

        This week, while I still feel that way, it seems a bit fitting that Life saw fit to hand me what it has, so I can make use of such a perfectly-timed need for a post topic!

        So... Let's do this.

Revisiting That Special Request

        My friends, I have to admit, the response to that last, blog post was absolutely phenomenal, and unexpected!  I had no idea so many people would respond in such powerful, positive and understanding ways, publicly and privately!

        When I discussed the post with the friend who originally inspired it, they had some comments which, when combined with some I received from others, made me realize a follow-up post needed to be made.  This made deciding on a post topic for this week rather simple, even if the composing of the post has not been so easy!  Once again, I hope I do justice to those whose lives and hearts were touched by the things covered in that last post.

A Very Special Request

I'll warn you, now... this post will cover a rather serious, mental health topic, but one which is evidently, very much needed, and often gets overlooked, but this post may not be suitable for every reader.

For those who are struggling, right now, there may be some triggers for you, and you may want to consider giving yourself some time before reading it, if you read it at all, hopefully in a time it won't be so difficult.

For those who love someone who has struggled, whether or not they are in some semblance of recovery, you may want to seriously consider reading it as a way to possibly find some answers.  I don't promise you'll find the ones you need, but it might open you to some ideas, anyway.

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.

I Believe in Hope and the Power of the Inner Spirit

        Because of the chaos of both my own experience, and that of all around, this is what I have to say about the chaos of life and the darkness in this world, so evidenced by events like the ones of this past week.

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.

The Genuine Troubles of Heartaches and Battle Scars

        The premise of the PB Project has been, from the very beginning, that we all have our own challenges, and yet we all have commonalities in our experience.  Love, joy, fear, heartache, pain; all the emotions, thoughts, vulnerabilities and quirks that make us human, may be somewhat different in details, but make us all similar in one way or another.  Even when we are strangers to one another, we have bits and pieces that can connect us and help us feel a part of something bigger.  Our hearts yearn for this, as humans are communal creatures for a reason.  It is in our DNA to crave the safety and security that can come from being connected to other people.