Tag Archive | truth

The Messenger.

As someone who is looking for a way to recraft her life, I took so much away from this video. The list, is a really important tool to really look at your life and see where it’s going. Make some decisions about that…

I’m going to private blog mine, and would love to read yours if you do one. Let me know.

Blessings~

Same.

I feel the exact same way and I will stand for Lgbtquia+ brothers and sisters however and whenever I can. Allyship with legs. ❤️

A ReBlog: For the Inconsequential.

via Think you can’t make a difference? — Purplerays

 

My Life Givers…

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January 31st was the anniversary of my mother’s death, my dad was found in his transitioned state on the 1st. A few days ago.

It appears he may have passed on, the same day my mother did 3 years ago.

The romantic idea of him joining her seems clear to some of my friends.

But the reality now is, I’ve lost both of my parents. And the grandmother, who I related to as a piece of my mother left behind, after her death.

There is no silver lining in this.

People simply must find a way to survive, and when I was told my father had died I didn’t know what mine would be honestly. My father and grandmother were my lifeboat away from the shore of my mother.

Now there are no anchors.

Imagine the reason your heart beats, all that gives your passions relevance, and your existing history erased in one fail swoop. Hard? I think this is going to be the understatement of my life.

But there is one thing.

My girlfriends…are coming together…from separate corners of the universe… lighting the way forward for me. Two coming forward to contribute to burial costs, one even bringing me interviewing outfits to kick start my journey in finding another job (I mentioned I wanted to go shopping for winter appropriate ones to that aim – some time ago). While another continually encourages me to take care of my well being ‘at this time’ while prompting some thought on what and where my life will go next. And others are extending their shoulders to lean on, if I ever need one.

It’s a rather stunning display of love and caring, and in a chilly world full of platonic, professional, and romantic disappointments.

My true network is illuminating herself via action, making me feel cared for in a way that is also establishing a scattered community of sisters, as not so.

An unexpected perk, from hours of undirected talk and listening. I suspect.

Well, maybe it’s a given. But it’s a gift-wrapped blessing smack dab in the middle of what feels like a cursed life.

I’ve lost my life long best friends in my parents.

The air.

But standing by… is an unrecognized community…providing some.

Stopping my heart, from stopping.

You Never See A Love Like This…

…up on screen at the cinema.

But that was pretty interesting to me (video going viral).

The way this guy looks at, smiles at, and touches his bride is incredible. As is her smile in response, no?

What a find…

Yes.

I love Word Press, I just love it. I’m a big reader of — EVERYTHING.

It’s one way I satisfy my insatiable curiosity, by crawling into the minds of others via their discoveries. And I am not discriminatory, I will read whatever folks post. Even if they are writing, ‘My realizations about bunions (haha). ‘

I could sit on here clicking blog to blog, all day.

 

Anyway, I stumbled onto this post about leadership just now and read something I wanted to share.

“Ask people to do hard things.”

Sit with that one for a minute.

Now think about your most treasured friendship, greatest love, favorite parent, best teacher, all interactions with others where the exchange really left you with something magnificent. Did you find it to be with people who challenged you to expand yourself in some way?  ‘Asking you…. to do something HARD?’

If you ask my brothers, they will tell you my mother was this. Always stretching and challenging you in some way. And of course she wanted us to love her, but she didn’t care if we “liked” her. She just never wanted any of her children to be settling for their version of status quo when she knew we could do better (even if we didn’t know we could). So she would ask the deep, hard, challenging stuff you might not have been ready for.

All the time.

And ultimately you would find yourself figuring out how to up the ante she was upping on you, and would end up expanding. She wasn’t easy on your spirit, but I believe these kind of people call out the best in you.

And honestly we all want to be our best.

We feel the best about ourselves when we are and end up deeply respecting the people who may have acted as impetuous to that.

Right?

Honestly these days, if my relationships ask nothing of me? I become a little disappointed. Even in jobs if they fail to ask the proverbial hard question: “Where do you want to go in our organization?” Making you stretch beyond your comfort.

 

Sparks

I don’t log onto Facebook very often, I kind of don’t like it anymore.

It feels like ‘everyday-man-as-celebrity’ Olympics.

Everyone seems like they are trying to create a show of how “great” their life is, instead of using it to connect in a deeper way (which social media can be used for). Instead of using it to peer into the moments of others we may not be able to keep up with in life, and engage about their progress?

We gaze upon ourselves and invite the gaze of others over to our universe of fabulosity.

Is it me?

Anyway feels alienating and doesn’t seem to create the bridges, the way Facebook intended.  Least not for me. It is a thin connective tissue linking us to one another, giving the illusion, you’re connected. Leaves me a bit empty personally.

However, every once in a while, the page produces a spark. Something that stirs up something else in you.

This was that today:

 

“The things that we run from…we’re running from the truth… we’re running from the truth man…so the only way I became successful…was going toward the truth… as painful and brutal as it is… it changed me… “

How did it make you feel?