The tug-of-war only works if you keep holding the rope.
I let go, you fell backwards…I moved on…you’re down for the count.
My struggle was never stronger than my willingness to resist it.
“Knockout…” AND “Blocked.”
Love and blessings,
Wendy
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Kindness Is A Spiritual Practice:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy
Kindness IS a spiritual practice…
Kindness is presence.
It’s pausing long enough to really see someone.
A soft word, a steady shoulder — a reminder that none of us are invisible, and that we all need the sweetness of being seen and heard…
in real time.
Kindness is not grand.
It’s attention. It’s listening. It’s asking, “How are you, really?” — and allowing space for the response, even if it means sitting in silence with someone who needs softness.
It’s choosing to make room for another human being.
Kindness is a spiritual practice because it requires awareness…daily and often.
To notice.
To care.
To respond.
In a distracted world, presence is sacred.
It speaks of authentic connection — the place where we strengthen our shared thread of humanity.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Mind Breath:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy
We get to be selective about what enters our nervous system.
Birdsong literally promotes parasympathetic activation.
Drama elevates cortisol, triggering sympathetic response…
Rest and digest vs. fight or flight.
Spiritual truth meets biology.
The Northern Cardinal is a symbol of vitality, presence, and reassurance.
Not noise.
Not chaos.
Presence.
I did not withdraw from people.
I refined my frequency.
Beyond symbolism…here is the science-meets-spirit piece:
When you are still enough to notice beauty, your nervous system is already softening.
When a bright red bird lands in your line of sight (as it did for me yesterday), your brain releases dopamine.
When you interpret it as meaningful, your body releases oxytocin.
This is embodied spirituality.
I was not chasing a sign.
I was resting…and it arrived.
After all my body has been carrying of late — lupus, flares, exhaustion — moments like this are soft, regulating medicine.
Grace simply landed.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Where Spirituality Meets Humanity:Soul Notes – Love, Wendy
The last 14 years of my recovery from prescription drug addiction, through my inner work, has afforded me more than ample opportunity to learn to value autonomy, tolerate discomfort, speak up when my boundaries are being disrespected and learning to survive not being liked by everyone.
I am “re-wired” differently.
Learning how to try to not take things personally, an ardent task, has changed my life. I realize that most of what others say or do that is purposeful and unkind just magnifies their own unhealed anger, frustration and disappointment of themselves.
At times, my calm and clarity can unintentionally illuminate the unhealed places in others…Often, what I represent can stir something unresolved in someone else.
That doesn’t make one superior.
It reflects emotional intelligence, self awareness, and choosing to take a spiritually aligned action when confronted with adversity and challenge…
We can find that spiritual center in the pause…
Where spirituality meets humanity.
And when you anchor in your own values, your energy returns inward where you take accountability and responsibility for your own life…
Where you stand in your power…
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Healing from Lupus:Acceptance Promotes Peace – Love, Wendy
As I continue to head towards remission from Lupus, there is something so sacred about 3:23 am when the world hasn’t started asking anything of you yet. Coffee warming your hands, Calm Radio on Pandora holding the nervous system steady, heat softening your back, and your words flowing freely…that’s medicine too. Deep, “lived and learned” medicine…WISDOM.
I know movement and stress will invite the swelling back with compromised movement and pain, and I am not denying that reality. But I believe that the arc is bending toward calm. Toward healing. Toward remission. Toward my body remembering safety again as I power WITH my body, not battling it in a “power over” mindset.
Living with an autoimmune disorder, we learn to harvest the gentleness in it’s presence.
For me, I allow my writing do what it does best…transmute pain into meaning…to remind me that I am always in control of my peace and wellness in the ways that I mindfully care for myself. I recall what has worked, and I repeat my self care to promote remission using an integrative approach.
This is wisdom born of mindful practice and acceptance of where I need to meet myself…exactly where I stand…or just sit…or even lie down…
Acceptance promotes peace.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Recovery Coaching – Love, Wendy
When you regulate your body…when you speak to yourself with kindness and empathy…and when you choose to live in peace and truth regardless of external circumstances, you intentionally interrupt the signal of dysregulation in both body and mind.
Within this mindset lies the possibility of healing alongside the ongoing processing and inner work that anxiety often reveals. Rather than resisting the trigger, we validate it, embrace it, and seek to understand its origin through intentional inner work—whether trauma-informed therapy, somatic awareness, or anxiety-conscious practices that help rewire our response to fear rather than react from it.
When practiced daily, this becomes a lifestyle shift. We begin to discern when we are truly in danger and when our past is bleeding into our present. And in that awareness, we reclaim what matters most: the recognition that, in this moment, we are safe in presence.
Inherently—though sometimes repressed—we all know the answer. It is lying beneath our emotions, waiting to be acknowledged… and released.
To work with me in healing and recovery in my capacity as a Recovery Coach and training in Mental Health First Aid, Suicide Safety, De-escalation, Motivational Interviewing, Conflict Resolution, Trauma Informed Approach and Spiritual Wellness, email me at wendyblanchard044@gmail.com.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Showing Up and Growing Up – Love, Wendy
I have a son. I am not available to raise another adult who has not finished growing up.
Many men are deeply uncomfortable when they are not desired or made the center of a woman’s universe.
Instead of curiosity or self-reflection, they resort to self righteousness…dismissal, minimization, or narrative control. I have witnessed this pattern repeatedly, across dozens of interactions.
Emotional immaturity.
I would rather live alone, never lonely or offering “child care” to a “grown man” than participate in a dynamic where emotional underdevelopment is normalized and accountability is optional.
This is not an isolated experience—it is cultural.
Research and lived experience consistently show that many men are not socialized to develop emotional intelligence. Vulnerability is discouraged. Emotional fluency is replaced with defensiveness. Discomfort is avoided rather than examined. When a woman names a boundary or expresses a lack of connection, the response is too often dismissal designed to protect fragile self-worth rather than mutual respect.
Emotionally mature women are increasingly choosing solitude not because we fear intimacy, but because we understand it. We have done the inner work. We know what emotional presence feels like. We recognize when connection requires us to shrink, explain, or absorb someone else’s unexamined ego.
HELL NO…
When companionship comes at the cost of self-abandonment, solitude becomes the healthier, more desired choice.
Being alone through discernment is the ultimate self care.
It is self-respect.
It is a refusal to mother a man who is unwilling to become an adult.
Many of us lived through literal brokenness, abuse, neglect, financial shortfall, emotional bankruptcy and physical depletion due to a connection to one who drained our energy…body, mind and spirit…
And today, we live in presence, self-preservation, and the joy we cultivate as emotionally savvy souls, with a full plate of delights to share…
if and when aligned.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Be A Champion – Love, Wendy
I observe others who are living in their riches and skewed perception where they have never faced adversity or serious challenges that have affected their peace and wellbeing.
If you’re not in the “ring” getting your ass kicked, I’m not interested in your “don’t worry about a thing, everything‘s going to be all right” ignorant response…
Many times things do not turn out all right…
TKO…
People suffer.
People grieve.
People spend their entire lives striving for peace and wellness and praying for relief that never comes.
And when you’ve never faced the kind of challenges that alter your nervous system, your body, or your sense of safety, your optimism can become a form of “dismissal.” Pretending it isn’t there and slapping platitudes over wounds that are still open is your own inability to process the reality of the depth of human suffering.
So…do not minimize the experiences of those of us in the “ring” fighting for justice and peace while you’re sitting in the cheap seats and passing judgment.
As Brené Brown said “If you’re not in the arena also getting your ass kicked, I’m not interested in your feedback.“
Be a champion.
Stand in the corner as one recovers their resilience.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
“I Hope You Dance” – Love, Wendy
I’m learning to hear the music without the weight of meaning or memory, and in that quiet space, I recognize acceptance, resilience, and hope that has allowed me to open the space for love to re—enter…
And I dance.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
A Human Cushion – Love, Wendy
We cross paths with people every day who are quietly surviving unimaginable loss.
Often, they don’t need to be fixed—they just need to be heard.
A little empathy, kindness, and presence can matter more than we’ll ever know.
When we create a safety net for others and we carry that frequency…one of “I see you,” others sense it and unburden themselves there. That’s not accidental. It’s presence.
The human condition thrives on connection, caring and compassion.
In a world that feels increasingly inflammatory and fractured, let us be a soft place to fall…
And when one falls, they feel the cushion versus the stone cold pavement.
Love and blessings,
Wendy
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