A Happy Pandesal! My First Hand At Baking

Majority of Filipino households, including ours, doesn’t have an oven. When my oven arrived two days ago, I can now proudly say that I am now an oven owner and a future good baker. Clicking that checkout button was one of the best things I’ve done this past week during the online sale.

From watching videos about baking I can now bake my own goods! The possibilities are endless!

I went out to get baking supplies yesterday with my best friend from high school. She runs a mini baking business with her sisters and knows where to get what I needed to get started. She gave me some baking tips as well. When I finally got home, I spent the rest of the day researching about baking a basic Filipino breakfast staple – the Pandesal.

Pandesal or pan de sal is Spanish for “salt bread” but the bread’s actually a bit sweet. It’s a Filipino version of bread rolls that’s usually eaten in the morning dipped in hot coffee or stuffed with corned beef. No breakfast table in the Philippines is complete without it.

Homemade Pandesal

As I was researching, I remembered that one of my friends in church has a published video for basic pandesal. I can recall how good and soft it was when he brought some in one of our church services. Motivated, I decided to go with his recipe. 

Those are my friend’s hands!

Recipe:
4 cups bread flour
1 teaspoon instant yeast
3/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup light brown sugar
1/4 cup powdered skim milk
1/2 cup unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
1-1/2 cup water 
1 cup of bread crumbs

For the full recipe and instructions visit:
How to Make Homemade Filipino Pandesal

Baking Pandesal

The first thing I did today was do all the prep work needed for baking. I cleaned all the bowls I’m going to use and measured out all the ingredients. It’s quite tedious but all good effort is never wasted.

Make sure everything’s well-prepared and measured!

I then kneaded everything together as said in the instructions until it formed a beautiful ball. I couldn’t be more proud of myself. It’s fun to press your finger against the dough and watch as the dent formed springs back up. I covered the dough in plastic and left it for an hour to proof and double in size.

Smiling Sal happily proofing

Seeing the dough rise was magical! All the yeast working together to make delicious bread is wonderful to witness.

After proofing I then divided it in two and made batons and cut them into pandesal pieces. At this point, I felt like I made a mistake before the first proofing. I was not sure if I over hydrated it, or under kneaded the dough, or both. Nevertheless, I still continued with the rest of the steps since the dough was workable.

Still believing that the pandesal will turn out good, I let the dough rise for another hour while preheating the oven for 350 F.

My baby Sals getting ready for another rise

I sent a picture of my progress to my friend and he confirmed that I did under knead my dough just a bit but he reassured me that they will still turn out fine once baked.

Once the proofing was done, It’s now time to put my baby “sals” in the oven. I watched over them like a worried mother for 15 – 18 minutes. I saw them rise more in the heat and turn golden brown. They’re all grown up and ready to eat!

THEY  TASTE AMAZING!

My Sals all golden brown and grown up!

It’s really true that bread tastes better when baked fresh. Even though I made a mistake they still turned out great! My parents put their seal of approval on it. The rolls were light and soft, had a good amount of sweetness and buttery flavor. 

Happy Pandesal

I can now understand why many people say that they find joy in baking. My first ever baking experience made me feel happy. For me, the process of putting many things together to make something new that is cherished by people is what made me feel warm inside. 

If I may say, this first time is not bad at all! My takeaway on this is to never let your mistakes dishearten you. Learn from them, accept them, and do better next time. This first batch is amazing and I will never forget how they turned out. Next time, my pandesals will sing perfection! 

Are you a baker? Share some of your first time baking stories below and maybe throw in a recipe or two 🙂


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Miracle On My Cab Driver’s Playlist

I was on my way to work feeling overwhelmed and on the brink of being apathetic. The only thing I can remember was being crushed by intense emotions from all sides and my brain isn’t helping me with it’s enthusiastic overthinking. Going to work that day was a distraction to keep myself from spiraling down even more. 

My cab driver’s Spotify playlist didn’t help lift my mood. It was a hodgepodge of genres and it began to pick on my nerves. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and said a short honest prayer “Dear God, I want this day over!”

Then I heard a song that I didn’t expect to be included in the driver’s playlist. The song’s bridge and chorus goes like this:

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

I will call upon Your name
Keep my eyes above the waves
My soul will rest in Your embrace
I am Yours and You are mine

The song is Oceans by Hillsong UNITED. This song holds a deep meaning for me spiritually being a Christian. My eyes welled up with tears and I spent the rest of the ride struggling to hold them back. They weren’t tears of sadness but of assured joy, peace, and gratitude. That day was filled with abundant, overflowing, miraculous grace.

I believe that there are no coincidences. When God wants to tell us something He will use ordinary things in an extraordinary way that we could never expect. Whatever happens in our present and our future has already been perfectly orchestrated by God so there is no need to worry. 

Keep trusting, keep going. Have faith!

Maybe God is telling you something today. Slow down, say a prayer, be silent, and listen. 

“Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening.”

1 Samuel 3:10

Sending love! May you have a grace-filled day today!


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The Day I Had My Head Shaved

Many years ago I woke up with the most exciting and brightest idea ever. It fired me up so much that I hurriedly went through my morning routine to get it done. Ready and decided, I took a breath of courage and went straight to the nearest barbershop. I’m getting my head shaved.

“What cut do you want today?” asked Boss Max – my barber. 

“I want it all off Max,” I said with awkward confidence.

“You want it all shaved off?” He was surprised and wary since he knew my father. My dad and I shared the same barber and he’s good friends with Max. I saw him thinking if my father would approve of me going bald. Can’t blame him I just thought of it that morning.

Nervously, I grinned at him and said “Yes!” 

We settled on a close buzz, without any more questions, Max said, “OK! there’s no going back boy!”

I was both excited and nervous. I really didn’t think about how other people would react when they see me with my head shaved. The only thing that was running through my head that time was the happiness of having the wind brush my scalp and not worrying about styling my hair. It was one of the craziest and most impulsive things I have ever done and I’m all for it! 

Max did his usual preparations. He made me comfortably sit on the barber chair, fastened the white barber drapes snugly around my neck, and brought out his kit. As he took the big clipper out, he smiled at me through the mirror, noticing my nervous glance towards the lawnmower for my head. I heard a low buzz and felt cold metal touch the base of my neck. 

This is it, Kalvin! You’re going bald!

Electricity shoots up my spine as Max expertly glided the clipper over my head. Thankfully the drapes are long because they hid the goosebumps flaring around my body. Who knew that getting your head shaved for the first time feels so exhilarating! All nervousness gone, I smiled with wide eyes as I saw clumps of hair fall on the floor. Each pass of the clipper exposing my never-before-seen scalp.

After a few minutes, it was done. It was a blissful experience. The boy who used to have a thick head of hair now looks like a newborn hedgehog. The wind from the aircon brushed my head, I ran my hand around my scalp and felt a weird sense of happiness. 

I can’t believe it! I’m bald!

See my forehead shine! My hair has already grown out a bit here.

Needless to say, my parents were surprised when I got home. They didn’t disapprove of it, they even told me how to take care of my bare scalp. They got over it after a couple of hours knowing my hair grows back quickly.

My friends on the other hand were more shocked. They would always ask if I had gone through some great emotional upheaval. Their worry turned to amusement when I tell them that I impulsively had it shaved one morning. My head became the topic of attention and teasing with their hands reaching to give me head rubs.

Be Bald Bold And Brave

I’m not saying that you should go have your head shaved today! (that’s not really sound advice haha! ) If you’re up to it, go for it especially while you’re still young. Having your head shaved saves you so much time in the morning and it has a lot of other perks! (Again, please don’t heed this advice from a spontaneous guy on the internet hahaha!)

I want to leave you with an encouraging message.

Your ideas, thoughts, hopes, and dreams matter. They matter. No matter how small or crazy it is, and no matter what everyone else says – they matter. I don’t want you to give up on them.

If you woke up today with a revolutionary idea that fires you up do it!

The world needs what you have to say and do. You don’t need to shave your head as a requirement to start letting them out. It may be hard at first because you’re nervous or fearful but maybe it’s exactly what the world needs to be better. So puff up your chest with courage and believe in yourself. I’m excited for what you can do!

I’m rooting for you. My barber is rooting for you. Root for yourself too!


Thank you for taking time to read my story! You’re awesome!

If you like posts like these please let me know in the comments below.

Take care and keep safe!

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Ever Asked Yourself: Am I Just Surviving Or Fully Living?

A thought struck me with all this pandemic crisis going on. Let me re-frame what’s happening at this angle. What if, right now, as we are staying home we are being resuscitated and we’re experiencing a very gentle near-death experience. Where us being resuscitated means choosing between living a new and better life after the crisis or just go back to the same old uneventful life we’ve had before. It’s like a reboot for a 2nd chance in life!

I’ve been battling with my own thoughts these past few days and been attempting to clean the clutter inside my mental space. It’s hard work because you have to submit yourself to the process of taking things out of the closets and cupboards of your mind and see if what you have pulled out still serves you well and contribute to you being a better version of yourself.

It’s like spring cleaning but instead of taking things out, you take out memories, habits, weaknesses, flaws, joys, triumphs and etc. and see if they are still helping you grow. Otherwise, you have to decide whether to throw them away or not. It’s not an easy process. Because like spring cleaning you will encounter stuff that is unmistakable “clutter” that has served you well in the past but it’s of no use to you now, something hard to let go, but you must. Throw the garbage out.

Restlessness and discontent about where I am right now have been one of my driving forces to move forward. There is a lot of resistance that needs to be slain so I can keep on moving. Resistance is a b**ch (saying it as it is!). It tells you to go back down in comfort and not do anything to take a step towards your fullest potential. I don’t want to just survive, I want to fully live! I want to make my dreams reality, I want to make better choices for myself, and I want to spend more time with people I love.  The one thing I fear most after the lockdown here gets lifted is that I will stay the same, that nothing has changed within me even just a little. 

When discontent makes you restless – move. When you are not satisfied with where you are – move. When you’re not happy – move. When you’re stuck – move. Even if it looks like nothing is happening you still did something – you moved.

You know, I consider this restlessness, discontent, and fear a blessing because it tells me where I want to go and who I want to become. I now know who I want myself to be. And I’m going to spend my 2nd life moving towards it. I want to make a little ripple that can change the world and make the most of what life has in store for me, not only surviving but fully living. For when we fully live our lives the breaths we take for granted gain more meaning because in fully living, we give more of ourselves to the world that is striving to survive.

How is your mental space? Does it need a spring cleaning? Are you just surviving or are you fully living?


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Confession: I’m Struggling Too

Our living room ceiling

You’re broken.

These words gently echoed inside my head as I laid down on our living room floor gasping for air. I took a break from doing a set of crunches and just stared at the ceiling letting the words sink in.

“I am broken. Kalvin, you’re broken!” I whispered to myself.

Then the most unexpected thing happened. I laughed out loud like a maniac!  With each triumphant “ha” making my non-existent abs ache.

I found joy at that moment because finally, I have embraced the truth that everything is not right within me. I’m like a car with a loose gear trying to move forward in bad traffic. Accepting and owning my brokenness prompted me to go inside my heart and apply much-needed self-love to the parts that I have forgotten and neglected. Self-love can take little getting used to, and it may sting a little bit, but it has a promise of healing and of peace.

My journey during this pandemic has not been easy for me emotionally, mentally, physically, and spiritually. You may see positive and fun posts coming from me but don’t be fooled, I’m struggling too. I’ve nearly lost myself to anxiety, I’ve almost completely shut myself off from the world, and I’ve countlessly rocked back and forth between faith and doubt. I’ve had many okay days, not so okay days, and days where I sit in the middle of the two. What kept me going was clinging to an unexplainable piece of hope, honest conversations, and a little bit of exercise.

How about you? How are you feeling? Are you ok?  

Wherever you are, whatever you’re feeling, and whatever situation you are in don’t lose sight of hope. Maybe you’re also being invited to go inside your own brokenness too. Don’t be afraid to do what you need to do to heal. Go take that sick leave, say no, delete your social media apps, start exercising –anything!

Life can be messy right now but it can’t take your hope from you. So hang in there and believe that breakthrough is still coming.


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Remembering Good Things

One of the most amazing abilities that we have is the capacity to remember. Remembering allows us to reconnect with experiences that have already happened, and relive them again. To engage with past sights, sounds, smells, and feelings again are empowering. It enables us to see things in a new light and may remind us of the goodness of life if you know where to look.

I have been missing so many things lately. So right now, journey with me as I take you through some experiences I’m grateful for, that made my life worth living.

Steak! Excuse my camera skills!

Good Food

It was a special day. After sending pictures of food and searching for restaurant recommendations I and my friends ended up having lunch in a nearby steakhouse. Eating something luxurious always brightens up days where stress consumes you. A kind server came to our table with a polite “What can I get you?” We would always order the cheapest item on the menu but this time, we decided on getting our choice prime cuts. “Medium rare please! With a side of rice.”

Our eyes lit up as the steak arrives at our table on a hot platter. You should’ve seen it! It was so glorious, deserving of applause. We took pictures of it – immortalizing the mouth-watering beauty in social media. The steak was cooked to perfection. We squeezed lemon on it, sliced it, revealing an immaculate gradient of pink, and excitedly took it close to our mouths with a fork. A rush of joy went over us as we had our first perfect bite.

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Amazing Coffee

I always enjoyed breathing in the air every time I enter my go-to cafe. The smell of freshly roasted coffee invades me with so much positive energy. “How’s it going?” greets my friend at the bar before taking my order. I would always get myself a hot strong blend and sit at my favorite nook, slowly sipping away at my cup. 

Drinking coffee is not complete without my friends. Time quickly passes by as we hang out and have conversations that won’t seem to end, pausing only to fuel it more with coffee. With every sip, a slightly different taste unfolds as the coffee reveals its characteristic blend. We get to the bottom of our cups, but the conversation goes on. “Should we get another cup?”

Adventure under the sun 🙂

Genuine Warmth

The sky was the perfect shade of blue and the sun radiated a friendly warmth as my friend and I walked through a grassy field. Our laughter would sometimes mingle with the gentle breeze of air. There were deep sighs of gratitude as we took in the views of the distant mountains and cornfields. We walked on dirt roads having cows and chickens as our companions.

It was almost high noon and the sun was already scorching, so we took shelter under a tree, and ate the bread we took from the breakfast table. As we sat there we couldn’t help but be thankful. It’s not every day that we get to experience something like this where you can just be. Life is good and everything is enough. 

Reliving Good Memories

Our memories are treasures. Make your heart remember the good things it has experienced. When times get rough and when the road ahead gets dark, open up your treasure, and remind yourself that everything will be better soon. 

What is your favorite uplifting memory that you’ll dive into today?


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The Gift in A Pandemic

two woman hugging each other
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Today is Sunday (at the time of writing), and I’m now on the 7th day of my self-quarantine having traveled from a country with confirmed cases. I’m not showing any symptoms so don’t worry! It’s a little bothersome for me that I’m holed up inside our house, mostly staying in my bedroom, with the occasional trip downstairs to eat meals and use the bathroom. I know, this will be the new normal for me, for everyone, as long as the worldwide quarantine is still being enforced – we better follow!

Life was fast paced for me as the calendar rolled from February to March. I was living from responsibility to responsibility, and worry to worry with all my plans lined up in front of me. I was in execution mode, hyping and constantly reminding myself of my “to-dos”.

“Ok man, here’s what we’re gonna do today:
Quit procrastinating!
Prepare training materials!
You need to deliver your tasks today!
Attend that important meeting this afternoon!
Leave early else you won’t make it to your weekly prayer meeting!
You have choir practice in the office AND band rehearsals at the studio tonight!
Attend Bible Study!
Keep yourself healthy!
Get ready for an upcoming talk!
Ready the script and documents for the retreat!
Reach out to people, keep them in the fold!
Pack your bags for your trip outside the country!
Eat!
Sleep!
Sanitize!
Exercise!
And, oh! before going to bed, Overthink! And overthink about overthinking!”

Gift of Rest and Action

A sudden change of pace happened as I started my self-quarantine. After a very busy month, I was able to pause and breathe as the whole city goes into a community quarantine. I don’t want to discount the negative things this disease has done to the world but with all the hope and optimism I have, I choose to see it as a gift.

It’s a gift that’s hard to appreciate (-having disrupted and taken many lives) but it has allowed, for most of us, to slow down, stop, rest, and listen. It has also given us back time to do the things that we want to do but can’t in our regular lives. It’s as if mother nature pressed a reset button so the world and everything in it can put itself back together and heal.

We are now given more opportunities to reconnect with our loved ones, eat uninterrupted meals with our families, and reach out to old friends. We now have more time to rest and let our bodies heal from lack of sleep, stress, and fatigue. We can now listen more intently to your heart’s desires, to the thoughts that bothers you, and to events happening around you, and put things into perspective. Most importantly, we can now set aside more time for prayer and rekindle our relationship with God.

Taking a moment to rest is good, but rest should always be followed by action. We may not be allowed to go out of our houses but we can still move in ways that will help people, especially the ones risking their lives in the front lines.

What can we do?

  •       Follow the rules for the quarantine
  •       Write uplifting stories and hopeful songs
  •       Affirm people making an effort in combating the disease
  •       Share good news (not fake ones) and spread reliable information
  •       Donate to organizations and causes that aids in eradicating the pandemic
  •       Pray for the front liners and the people responsible for making decisions

These are only some of the ways we can extend our help outside our homes. Let’s do our best to flatten the curve.

We are all in this together. We are now healing together. We have been cooped up in our houses for so long with little to no human touch that I can’t wait for that day when we hear from the morning news, the words “Last case of COVID19 has recovered”. I can only imagine the joy of people running out of their houses all over the world, celebrating outside, hugging the first person they see so tight, tears streaming down their faces, feeling the warmth of a person’s touch.

Be Still

What’s happening right now can be overwhelming. To take it all in and deal with the uncertainty of not being able to know what’s gonna happen tomorrow can cause a lot of doubt, confusion, and anxiety. It’s ok to feel this way. Wherever you are right now, and whatever you’re feeling I can assure you, it’s all going to be ok in the end we only need to be still.

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him according to His purpose” Romans 8:28

Friend, may your faith increase today. Allow yourself to be held. Trust that no tear, no worry, no sigh, and no struggle is left unheard by God and everything you’re going through is not wasted. God is close to the brokenhearted and hears the cry of His people. He hasn’t turned His back and left you, but He is with you, beside you, above you, behind you, and around you. He is blessing you right now with peace beyond understanding.

We don’t have to worry about what’s going to happen tomorrow because he’s already been there. He has seen the healing take place. There’s no need to be afraid for He already knows what’s up, He’s not shaken, He’s not surprised. We will be able to see each other again, we can do hi-fives again, and interact with people again. No more hiding inside our houses as the day of breakthrough comes.

Right now is a time for us to fix our eyes on God and lean on him for hope for his promise of his faithfulness, joy, strength, and peace.

See You!

I believe this will be over soon and I’m so excited to see you!

We are all in a season where we can rest and take action on things that we can control. We have been given many gifts and opportunities this season and the only thing left to do is open them with gratitude. Remember that you’re not alone, the whole world is in this together. It’s OK to be overwhelmed, but don’t be discouraged and put our hope in a God who never fails.

What other gifts are you being invited to open during this quarantine? (Did you receive the gift of forgiveness? The gift of time? The gift of rest?)

See you on the day of breakthrough!

The Blessing

Let me end with a blessing from Numbers 6:24-26

“The Lord bless you and keep you

The Lord make his face shine upon you

and be gracious to you

The Lord turn his face toward you

and give you peace “

Amen


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Creating Spaces for Connection

Many people would not believe me if I told them that I’m an introvert. If I didn’t know myself well enough I wouldn’t believe it either! Haha! How is that dude who can speak energetically on stage, strike random conversations with strangers, and sing with total abandon be an introvert? I know, I’m surprised myself!

From grade school going to high school I was well-known for being that gentle, quiet, and sometimes quirky kid in the corner. It was the perfect place where I wouldn’t draw attention to myself. Speaking in front of the class terrified me so much that I would involuntarily shake in my seat (It’s a miracle I didn’t pee my pants!). I only have select friends growing up so when they’re off to somewhere else I’m left with my rich inner world to keep me company. Being alone does not bother me much. My weekend activities would usually rotate around reading books, playing video games, and building amazing chair forts. Being alone is great because you can just be yourself around yourself without worry.

“Aww, you’re so shy! Do you want cake?” or “Vin, meet Mark, you can be friends with him!” were some of the things that the friends and colleagues of my parents would say to me when I was a kid to get me out of my shell. Did I get some of that cake? OH YES, I DID! – Was I able to make friends with Mark? Only for a while.

Getting to know myself was easier for me than letting my walls down and giving others an opportunity to get to know me. I craved something deeper. I didn’t realize back then that the more I kept to myself, the more isolated I became, and loneliness would get to me as I am always stuck in my head. My teachers warned my parents that my behavior could be an early sign of depression. I didn’t know how to make sense of that back then. Connecting with others was a real struggle for me.

Vulnerability

Life loses its meaning without other people.

As human beings, we are not only rational beings but emotional ones as well. We become fully alive when we have shared experiences with each other and being able to experience feelings such as pain, joy, sadness, grief, hope, and love are some of life’s greatest gifts. Death could mean being void of all these things.

Connection is what gives purpose and meaning to our lives. True connection with others will not happen if you want to remain hidden. Coming out of your hiding place can be terrifying because it makes you vulnerable to whatever you’re hiding from and telling them the truth of where you are – “I’m here! I’m scared but I’m here! I’m here!”

Vulnerability is not a weakness. Brené Brown, in her book Daring Greatly says “Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage. Truth and courage aren’t always comfortable, but they’re never weakness… Our willingness to own and engage with our vulnerability determines the depth of our courage and the clarity of our purpose; the level to which we protect ourselves from being vulnerable is a measure of our fear and disconnection.” The more we share, the more we connect, in reverse, the more we withhold ourselves from others, the more we disconnect.

The journey of unhiding was difficult for me. To let other people in and at the same time giving them a part of yourself, being vulnerable in sharing my story. The most challenging part about it was finding the right safe people to share it with. The path of vulnerability led me to find a home in a community whose members has the capacity to be patient with me when I’m in hiding, meet me where I am and even run after me when I’ve gone away, accept my flaws as they are, and love me fully especially at times when I don’t feel worthy of love.

They would listen not only to the perfect version of my story that I have carefully crafted to hide behind but also to the unedited, raw, and messy story of my struggle. I was provided with a free space where I can recreate myself, make mistakes, and breathe until I can finally stand on my own. It took many years of hard work but whatever disconnect I was in, turned into multiple lines of connection I didn’t expect to have.

Create a Space

I was at a wedding reception when my phone rang in my pocket. I immediately went outside the banquet hall to receive a call that would shake up my life.

“Hello Kalvin, the leaders have been discerning this at length” ate Kathy (we dearly call her “ate” /ah-te/ – older sister) said, “We’d like to invite you to be part of the core as the Connect Ministry Head.”

“What? Connect Ministry? Me? Are you serious?” I replied in disbelief, thinking it was a joke as I heard her laugh at my reaction at the other end of the line. After getting over the initial moment of shock, I told her I needed to think about it.

I said yes. Even if I felt like I wasn’t the right fit, and even if I didn’t see myself functioning properly in that role, I went for it because I trusted the people who saw it in me. From being the disconnected one who found a safe place, a home; Now, I’m the one trying to bring people home, making a room for them, and creating a free space where they can nest in and grow.

Creating space can be hard work, it takes a sincere welcoming heart, an openness to change, and eyes that see beyond imperfection. Starting out can be a little uncomfortable as you allow others to become fully alive by being themselves even if it gets gross and stinky sometimes. Letting people take their garbage out by helping them tell their stories and share their experiences. Sharing your space is a great gift especially when you finally see them begin to stand on their own.

When you create a space for someone, oftentimes, they will create a space for you too. Sometimes people will just pass by and some special few will make a home there forever. The hardest but necessary thing when letting people in is to accept and know that there will come a time that you will have to let them go so they can grow. If we hold on for too long or too tight we end up imprisoning them rather than creating a free space for them to live. The same applies for you too.

 Connect

We are all invited to create spaces for connection. The world we’re living in now is in so much disconnect even if there are so many advances in social media where the attempts at bridging gaps ends up building more gaps. There’s a current trend where many people are content to be in hiding afraid of wanting to be found or seen because they don’t want to be labelled soft, different, weak.

The world needs you, the real you. The world needs your story of struggle, joy, sadness, grief, hope, and love – this is what makes us human, this is what makes us strong and it binds us together. Are you in hiding? Are you searching for a safe space? Or are you the one leading people home? We are all invited to create spaces for connection so we can fully live. 

 

 

 

For my first post, my heartfelt gratitude goes out to:

“Forest lady / editor / friend forever” for believing in me more than I believed in myself.

“Friend wearing a scratched silver watch” for giving me the right amount of nudge to get me started.

Art (c) Grant Snider [http://www.incidentalcomics.com/]

 

You’re welcome to stay in my space. Stay tuned for more!


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