Learning that we have no control over the things that happen to us,  yet we have a loving God who knows how our life turns out……

Believing we have a Savior who chose to come to Earth to live life as fully man and fully God.  Who died upon a cross to take on all our sins, so we never need to be alone in this world……

Knowing we have the perfect counselor living in us, the Spirit of the living God lives in each who choose to listen to God’s voice instead of  going their own way.  Yet, even if we fail to listen to the Elohim, we still are loved, simply because WE EXIST!!

That to me is pure love and total Grace. I do not have to have all the answers because I have God living in me because I choose to choose the Grace …. The Grace Jesus freely provides because of my Faith in Him dying on the cross for my sins!

Grace is fucking Amazing, isn’t it??  Totally fucking amazing.  God freely lavishes us with  Grace, if we choose to trust our life in Him, and Jesus. Once we confess our sins, at THAT VERY moment we accept Jesus as our Savior, the Holy Spirit of the Living God, the Comforter, comes and resides in us.   That is AMAZING, AND PERECT, FUCKING GRACE!!

Choose Grace and live in freedom!

1 John 4: 1-19:

1 Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits, to see whether they are from God; because many false prophets have gone forth into the world. 2  By this you know the Spirit of God: Every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God. 3  and every spirit that does not confess that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is not from God. And this is the spirit of the Antichrist, which you have heard was coming, and is now already in the world. 4  You are of God, little children, and have overcome them, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world. 5  They are of the world. Therefore they speak of the world, and the world hears them. 6  We are of God. He who knows God hears us; he who is not of God does not hear us. By this we know the Spirit of Truth and the spirit of error.  7  Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God; and everyone who loves is born from God and knows God.  8  He who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 9  In this the love of God was revealed in us, that God has sent His only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through Him. 10  In this is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. 11  Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. 12  No one has seen God at any time. If we love one another, God abides in us, and His love has been perfected in us. 13  By this we know that we abide in Him, and He in us, because He has given us of His Spirit. 14  And we have seen and bear witness that the Father has sent the Son as Savior of the world. 15  Whoever confesses that Jesus is the Son of God, God abides in him, and he in God. 16  And we have known and believed the love that God has in us. God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God in him. 17  Love has been perfected with us in this: that we may have confidence in the day of judgment; because as He is, so are we in this world. 18  There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves punishment. But he who fears has not been made complete in love. 19  We love Him because He first loved us.













Those words have empowered me since, the precious Holy Spirit revealed them during a recent counseling session.

My parts of my system, Beautifully Brave have recently decided to start journalling to each other every day!

Hope is growing into her fullest capacity. The journey is amazing! I am cognizant how incapable I am to ever do this without God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit! Elohim, God in Three persons, is my lifeline of HELP!










 so as to turn your ear to wisdom, and apply your heart to understanding;  3  yes, if you call out for discernment, and lift up your voice for understanding;  if you seek her as silver, and search for her as for hidden treasures:  5  then you will understand the fear of Yahweh, and find the knowledge of God.  (The Hebrew word rendered “God” is “אֱלֹהִ֑ים” (Elohim)).  6  For Yahweh gives wisdom. Out of his mouth comes knowledge and understanding.  He lays up sound wisdom for the upright. He is a shield to those who walk in integrity,  that he may guard the paths of justice, and preserve the way of his saints.  Then you will understand righteousness and justice, equity and every good path.  10  For wisdom will enter into your heart. Knowledge will be pleasant to your soul. 11  Discretion will watch over you. Understanding will keep you, ” (Proverbs 2:2-11).

Liz and BB

Who are WE? Facebook reminded me I had a post a year ago to the date.  I have not read it. My week is challenging.  
I realize it is because I long for what never will be.  
Yet the truth is I have a loving Father who never leaves me or forsakes me.  

I want to update the Parts of me that I originally shared a long while ago and for a long time had it password protected. Yet today, I choose to change that again and post a new update of who I am and what I know about all of me. I want to include the original text and update it just to remember in the future.

The parts of me I know: *EZE (formed from E (li) Z (ab) E (th)* *lo^ə (from fear which came out of LPL)* *liv* *trust (formerly pain)* *Dreamer (formerly sacrifice)* *liv* *Joy (formerly ultra)* *Peace (formerly hidden)* *M3rci* *lovies (formerly sex parts)* *LPL* *little lizzy* *Gr@c3 (formerly two parts Venus and R3b3l  (covered by grace))* *MomyE* *Worker Bee* *Hope (formerly scrambled eggs, and originally Scribe)* *Logic Liz* work together to form Beautifully Brave (BB) (my system) and each identity has a fucking purpose for existence.
EZE, Lo^ə, Trust, Dreamer, liv, M3rci, Lovies, little lizzy are all littles from ages three to seven  LPL – who is one of my main protectors and holds a lot of control of my emotions.  She is embarrassed to share her physical age (young)  Joy – is another young protector along with Peace – these two… protect me during s*xually abuses  Gr@c3 – another protector in her teens, very angry, very rebellious, and protective *UPDATE – 04/14/2017* – grace was never a teen she came from rebel, and is actually very innocent, sweet and very articulate.  MomyE – a mommy ..always wanted to be a mommy, six years old, tries to help be a mommy in real life to own kids, never wants anyone to be hurt ever  Worker Bee – my knowledge of so many things especially related to work  Hope – my wisdom retainer and sharer with all parts who will listen  Logic Liz that’s me.  I suppose it’s me. Sometimes I don’t know. and BB.  These parts form my system of BB.

A while ago we posted the parts of us who have either joined together or decided to meld into Liz…Comings together…link (click for full context of the following quote 🙂

“I saw Jesus and me – Jesus took all my parts that are deciding to conjoin to be who it is we are – on this part of our healing Journey and firstly it was an Explosion of green?! (which makes sense! Perfect sense M3rci was the first to speak up about sexual abuse —and M3rci is represented by green). Okay so then it was Jesus and lovies is a heart, a red heart that is held/housed in Jesus heart and Samson comes in represented by yellow just a yellow (well in my time with Jesus at first Samson did turn into the shape of a penis but Jesus took him and he just melted into a yellow peaceful splash of color that was absorbed into the middle of lovies, who was still in the middle of Jesus heart. And then M3rci came in represented by green splash of color and was soaked into the middle of lovies (a red heart) which was still inside of Jesus heart and Jesus gently pushes us into lovies and we are then … Peace flows to and then hides from Jesus because of shame and fear, yet the Holy Spirit and God guide Peace back to Jesus and we are absorbed into Jesus hands, and flow through his arms and with the Holy Spirit are infused into lovies, and the Holy Spirit stays in us, inside of lovies. And then Joy is diamond hard, impenetrable yet malleable and shaped into a perfectly clear, translucent heart that instantly Jesus places and forms and melds to lovies and loves transformation is complete! We are lovies inside Liz and BB, because Jesus has us in His heart yet instantly we are in Liz’s also and we are safe because the Holy Spirit infused in us and Jesus created us and Liz houses us and we are part of Beautifully Brave.
And then I see and sense LPL who senses her transformation was … yet before a thought can fully evolve – Jesus gently picks up LPL and melodically whispers, “you are LPL I formed you – you are one with Love – love is in you, LPL, and remains. I formed you – you are malleable, amazing, and soldered together with the Holy Spirit” The Holy Spirit is the teal color and shape of a heart (which represents love inside of LPL). LPL you are amazingly beautifully colored different variations of purple and blue – cannot be described with human words and in the shape of the human you are human. We are Liz and we protect Liz because Jesus created us and the Holy Spirit keeps us together
and then we have dreamer – oh dreamer is from trust and dreamer and gentle. Dreamer is teal with purplish mix, trust is orange, and gentle is gold.  We are Liz we help Liz dream. Our function is to help Liz dream and Trust and gently remember she, Liz is the mom and knows what to do. So I gentle am in dreamer with trust because that is where we belong now.  We are not a real form (solid shape) we are fully present though during dreams and other times that Liz needs us. We are formed and molded together by Jesus and the Holy Spirit infuses us and melds us together and we flow freely as energy and as thoughts – as exactly who dreamer is supposed to be.

Parts of my system

EZE – is a baby, recently (04/11/2017) shown to me during my time with MC on my healing journey.
lovies – all of the s*xually abused parts of myself in one.  Which came pouring over into my journey this week. Yet now we have something that we can go to, that MC helped EZE see – Jesus holding us. Jesus showed us this image as we were struggling greatly for peace.  c51bf801e60451ed1bcd569b644ece63
Rebel grace – Rebel my teen (holds a LOT of anger) and grace as one (is innocent, sweet, and articulate and only about 5). Rebel grace became Rebel grace not so long ago also.
LPL – Little Protector Liz – still my little protector – of all, tried to be the child we know we are (about age 7 to 9), yet, not ready for this yet.  *protects by knowing what to anticipate and expect others need from us*
little lizzy – fun loving child (about age 9) who loves to play – all things fun. Also helps me speak my truth, by allowing me to do something with my hands to help me feel safer to speak.
Venus – a teenager, who loves to help me pick out clothes that look good on me.  And one who loves to be loved, yet doesn’t understand it, and is VERY confused with the word LOVE!
Worker Bee – an adult (I think) who is just good at all things! Really good at all things requiring cognition, research, and creativity.  Helps me keep the job I have, and be able to connect with people by using all the knowledge WB (I) possess.
Hope – my adult part that is nurturing and protective to others and all parts of myself.
Liz and Beautifully Brave – it is me, along with dreamer, and trust, and MomyE. (dreamer, trust, momyE are still learning, yet also helping me all the time to just function as a mom and emoting better).

Those are the parts of me as I know it or should I say, as we know it. 🙂

Fuck getting it right, it’s about …


“I feel like I have to get it right all the time… if I do not get it right, I believe I will either “get in trouble” or be told how stupid and bad I am.”

Those beliefs, those words constantly run through my head.

I think today we (with the help of  MC) we discovered the root cause of this belief.

It was a cold day, I opened the door to our deep freeze, being the age of five I wondered how cold the freezer was. So in my five year old wisdom, I decided to try to lick it the self of the freezer to see if it was really cold or not.  My tongue was stuck! I thought about screaming, yet knew it would be thrown back at me. My sister in her three year old wisdom did go find our dad, and he came stomping out to the garage and yelled at me in such a mean tone,  “you did this yourself figure out how to get out of it”  “Why are you so stupid, I cannot believe you did that” and then he just walked away and left me there to figure out how to move.

I tried and tried and tried to get off without my tongue staying behind.  (well not all of it but a chunk. of it did stay behind. And when I asked for help again I was told..”too bad you should know better than to do that”… “just leave the room so I do not give you something to cry about”

This memory honestly cannot be the first one of this nature.

I am sure it was not first time I heard those words, yet it is the one that sticks out the most.  It hurts to think about it, not physically per se, yet I feel these feels so deep within my chest, it hurts and I want to cry yet not alone.

I was only five years old, I honestly can say when I look at it again at this time, and I can see I actually knew I would not receive help, yet I still tried.

I was scared, so alone, so tossed aside, like a throwaway person meant to absorb all the bad feels around me. (again this is a lie also from the one who is the father of all lies – fucker himself, the evil one, satan, who wants to steal, kill, and destroy … I do not want to align myself with him.  To accept this is hard. As in to accept when I do not align myself with God I am in turn aligning myself with satan fuck to the fucking fuck that is a hard one to swallow, yet it is so fucking true!

My homework for this memory, this deep rooted horrible shame-filled belief, is to write a letter to it, to all the times I remember it being “emphasized, or further pounded into me as TRUTH”… write a letter to this thought/belief and tell it how we, Liz and BB and LPL especially she holds these memories… and share with ourselves in this letter and to this memory the truth about the situation. YES it happened. YES it fucking sucked!  YES it hurts, YES it is not the only time I was told my worth was based on how I did get it right, even if no rules were shared, I had BETTER fucking know what they were ahead of time or there would be all kinds of hell to pay.

Well my homework is to write a letter to share with this memory to remind LPL the truth of what we saw today during our session. We did a little processing to change how our view. To see God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit in this memory and they say to me, I am never alone, I am brave, I am loved, and I have all I need and I do not have to do this on my own. THEY are always with me and will walk and are walking with me through this healing process.


OH wait there is more homework. Whenever I feel the need to apologize to MC for what I said, or how I feel; change it to the words to, “I have important things to say, my voice matters, and I am allowed to share it”.

It is not fucking easy!

I can see how much a difference it makes to actively notice my words are valid and important, and I do not need to apologize for my feels or truths about me.

LPL you are allowed to write this letter, to live in truth, and take one more step on our healing path. To freely live the LIFE God created for us to LIVE!

Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted (Matthew 5:4).

Fear becomes…

fear is what happened all morning, I couldn’t see the truth, the light, the love I know exists, I was unable to help my lovies out… I had terrible terrible nightmares last night.  Awakened, as I usually am by my loving husband – yet it was not an adult part of me…

I longed for it to be, yet at this time



Didn’t know how!  that caused a lot of fear, confusion, and more pain… I do not remember what happened in my bedroom other than, my husband came in and prayed for us, while we were listening to our resources script (recorded on my phone from one of my sessions with MC).  It helped some yet, this deep agony of the only way to describe it is oppressive, compressing, obliteration of self into shame…

 I tried to do what I know we can..

we just…

were little. At the time, in my bed and I did not understand who… (looking back from what I understand now), it is lovies who awakened first today… and was present until about 45 minutes after I showered.

That is painful in a lot of ways,

painful I couldn’t help her stop.. the agonizing pain I can see, but not really fully experience…

it is not fair to lovies to have to endure this pain alone.

She has taken on so much so much…

no one should EVER fucking have to endure, let alone at the ages it occurred and the confusion and effect it caused us to BE who we are.

Which I am happy for us all.  ALL of me I love, adore and KNOW I couldn’t survive without them.  LPL thought she was present during all of this morning, (yet, she only was a little bit when husband was asking us to do things we just — didn’t even fully understand at the time. We tried yet, yeah we should just be able to get over this stuff and not be young like we are…. and be the adult we are.. yet we just were not). And that hurts all inside. I am sad they feel so sad and like they did something wrong. Yet

YET the fucking truth is they did everything right.  I let us down by not being the adult I am yet I didn’t know how to this morning.  I was there but not.. I cannot explain it any other way and IT fucking hurts to admit this weakness, this shame, this humiliation I feel…

I know the truth is this is not From God nor does it benefit any part of me to feel this shame — so it is from fucker himself!  

Lovies is terrified and petrified to shower again, now.  LPL feels guilt as well as Rebel and Venus for not keeping lovies safe this morning, yet how could we? were not awake? Yet I just — this makes no logical sense to me, how the FUCKING FUCK IS THIS FUCKING EVENFUCKING possible?  I feel like I am seeing what happened, yet it is not me, yet it is???

I feel like a fucking liar… Like this is too hard like this bullfuckingshit hurts so much … what the fuck, is the fucking point??? —

Yet then again – the truth is …. I am loved, all of Liz and Beautifully Brave not because of what we do, not because of the things we do correctly… we are LOVED simply because we exist! Simply because we all CHOOSE CHRIST as the one who is our savior. Because we believe HE died for my sins, my wrongs I do, and still He, Jesus Christ, still wanted to rie from the grave, even for US!  HE rose from the grave three days later, and THIS is my LIFE I have waiting for me IN Heaven… –perfection, no more pain, tears, hurts, shame.  Only Love, adoration, Praise to the Creator of me and all the Earth who LOVED me and everyone SO much HE sacrificed HIS only ONLY son, to DIE a terrible, horrible death, CRUCIFIED so I can live forever in Perfection when this earthly body deteriorates away, my soul Lives forever.

what about now my littles inquire, ask and long to know the answer too… and wait, we all do know this answer – even though they feel inadequate, unable too, and not allowed to experience the HOLY SPIRIT – He is ALWAYS in US because WE choose CHRIST AS OUR SAVIOR AND BECAUSE WE BELIEVE IN JESUS.  

my words I speak, the words I choose to capitalize is simply for me, for how I understand, for how I connect with me. To ensure all of me, Liz and BB, we KNOW we are loved just as we are, and the truth is no MATTER what happens, we have worth. The lie is Life will be easy. The lie is we will never suffer, (fuck I wish it were truth though oh so often), the lie is we will get it right if we have HOLY SPIRIT in us.  Well we have this thing called free will, and oh how it is so tied to the fucker himself, he has us just with our first twinge of fear and when we give into that fear he has us, and we are taken down, down, down… not always – yet sometimes.. and in these sometimes, we feel our life is over, we are not worthy of living, we have fucked up for the last time, and we do not deserve the gift of life.

Yet, who are WE, to say we have NO worth?

Did we create our self?

Did we magically just “poof” BE-come?

Or, are we part of God’s loving plan for creation, and have an amazing Purpose for Existing. Not because we deserve to live, because HE created us TO share HIS truth with the world. So the world MAY know LOVE.

Love is always faithful. Love is Always Just. Love is Always Patient. Love Always protects, Hopes,  BELIEVES ALL THINGS, BEARS ALL THINGS, HOPES ALL THINGS, ENDURES ALL THINGS… MOST OF ALL LOVE NEVER-EVER FAILS!

So if we have this LOVING Father who ENDURES all things for us, how can we BE a failure if WE are HIS creation?  The truth is the fucker, satan wants us to believe the LIES that we are not really His (God’s through Jesus) – if we do all this bad.. how can we be God’s…?


I choose to try to rise above this horrible sinking feeling inside of my body. I feel such agonizing pain of shame and unworthiness.

lovies is so sad she let us down and couldn’t stop…the memories from winning — 

I wish my dearest Lovies I could have helped you, you truly do not have to endure this alone anymore!  I love you my dearest lovies. 

That is all we have to say today.  It is a difficult day. Yet it is just a day, and just as the birds of the field are fed, the lilies of the valley come up to show us their beauty, the day will pass and tomorrow will come up with the sun. and we will start all over again.  Oh if the pain was not so incapacitating, perhaps it would be … no, who am I to tell my MAKER, creator of MY life what MY life needs to look like?

Perhaps the truth is, Fairness is like Normal…Just as normal is relative, in relation to God and Fairness what is fair? except what God says is fair, we do not, and cannot HANDLE the big picture, so we go along each day clinging to the truth that Salvation sets us free from Eternal separation from LOVE.

Maybe, just maybe, for a moment I can rest in this TRUTH and REMAIN grounded on the ROCK of Truth, and Thrive. Be it just a moment, on the day that I found myself banging my head on a wall, that I heard my son say MOMMY stop acting that way, stop talking like that, yet I didn’t know what was …I didn’t know how to change because I am who I was at that time because I cannot just CHANGE because I am asked too.  Fuck

Okay we are going to stop writing and end with this.

To God be the Glory Great things HE has done!

The still small voice of the Holy Spirit of God is telling me to rest, be still Listen. I choose to do this now.  Well first, I want to say thank you so MUCH WB for being so willing to be so ON when we need you.  Thank you for responding to the person you just talked to, making sense, speaking clearly, expressing correctly.  Thank you! And thank you Jesus for allowing me to BE who I am. Even though it is a fucking struggle – It is okay for times like what just happened. Makes it a little more manageable, because it truly wasn’t anything I did, it is Christ Jesus it is you in me, and the Holy Spirit in me, that allows Liz and BB to fucking function as efficiently as we do when we stop trying, and Let YOU do the work Jesus. Thank you!


Hard subjects

Tonight my littles especially lovies had a very hard time at Bible Study.  We studied Hebrews 13:4 and we just were not able to help keep lovies from havong to stop from being triggered.   It is physically painful and emotinally overwheming.

The sweat pouring from my face, the runmble in my intestines, the intense pains……

It is not like it is a horrible subject it just is confusing for us.  I hate this feeling of being out of control.  I feel like I am a bad person for not doing what was right, by being exposed to sexual stimulation before I wanted.  I felt obligated to give my body to whomever smiled at me my entire life.

I feel shame, like I feel like I asked for the horrible abuses that happened to my body back then when I was so young.


Why was this my worth?


Why is this subject so fucking hard?

So fucking triggering?


I want to run the fuck away yet feel frozen to my seat

Like i deserve this pain inside because I am the cause of them wanting to take all of me at such a young age so this is what i feel is all of my worth.

I hate these body memories.  I hate this fucking feeling of shame.

Now my Hope knows it is not my shame to hold, yet lovies is out tonight and it hurts.  I guess i will just shut the fuck up and not feel…..

Attachment, Security, Significance, Waterfalls


Today as Rebel was journaling she wanted to do the core longings exercise to show that she really did want to be understood and heard.  Two weeks ago, when we last met with MC, Rebel was challenged to get along with me, Hope, at least to acknowledge my importance and it is good to understand me.  Let me backtrack or provide a little background first.


Liz is who I identify as, in most all areas of my life. Liz has no “identity”. She is who helps me manage who needs to be out, to be able to fucking function (yes thank you Rebel for the favorite word being thrown in here). Now as I have shared before trauma from my beginning in life significantly skewed my belief in attachments.  I want to try to explain who I am, to contribute to my human processes (yeah I used the word process because well it is just truth – sorry Rebel I know this word – is not our favorite at all!!) and to capture my agreement within my system, Beautifully Brave (at this point in time (Saturday, February 18, 2017)).

When I last saw MC I was feeling sad, and a little lost (this is Hope writing for all, how all of BB was in a generalized way feeling). We knew MC would be out of the country for a week.  We knew we would be going to see someone new, who specializes in DID. I knew LPL and Rebel would be in protection mode seeing a new person.

A long time ago I had asked a question, MC had consulted with RP and the answer I was told stung me and didn’t make any sense at all!  So anytime MC and I would discuss the perceived threat I woild instanlty be LPL and Rebel protecting me.  It turns out it was a simple misunderstanding and my protectors couldn’t accpet or grasp what was really said. The truth POWERFUL! I am glad, MC and all of us – (Liz and BB) were able to dig into this hurt and find out the reason it was affecting me so much.  (I admit a lot of it is formed from Rebel and LPL already believing no one will accept us as we are)  

The last time we saw MC our homework assignment was to read on and try to really (ALL OF BEAUTIFULLY BRAVE) accept what Healthy Attachment is – “google healthy attachment and try to find a way for Rebel to accept Hope’s wisdom, and that Rebel needs Hope…”  Yep that was our homework.  We actually did do it, but didn’t really grasp it or understand it fully or accept it until today… while Rebel was journaling.  Rebel wants Hope to help her articulate and be understood.  

more of BB Journey

We want to say, Rebel is writing to say it is nice to be able to express and know I, Rebel, am heard and understood.  So I am allowing Hope to express for me in written form on here.  

Rebel’s experience with core longings

When Rebel wrote in her journal that she wanted to express her hurts to God with the tool MC gave us (because RP emphasized the importance of core longings when we met with her both days).

Core Longings…how Rebel remembers it is a mnemonic (which sounds like bless ups to her…) 💓BLS UPS💓








Armed with the core longings tool we gave them to God. And He helpec us see truth in these areas of our deep unhealed wounds. Rebel shared she is hurting deeply and felt weak for needing anyone to help her in life.  She longed for significance and purpose.  She tries to push others away and deny she needs anyone in her life to help her.   She believes she doesn’t need others. She believes others don’t really care about her because she believes she is unworthy, unloveable, and undesirable. She believes God thinks she is too terrible to matter.  (And that hurts a fucking lot!!!)

Rebel closed her eyes in the shower and gave it all to God. All of it, and waited and listened.  She heard the Holy Spirit speak to her and she listened.  The shower ran over her like waterfalls and she heard:

“the Blood of Jesus washes and makes you, Rebel, as white as snow”.

“The warmth of the waterfall (represented by the shower flowing over us) brings security, safety, comfort”.

“Listen my child to the steady sound (of what it would be like in a waterfall).  Rebel this signifies purpose and significance”.

“Now Rebel, the touch of the waterfall brings security and belonging”.

“And finally, Rebel whom I love very much, the motion of the waterfall brings Understanding (that no matter what is going on we are constantly refreshed and made anew because God is the waterfall). Jesus is holding us and cleansing us. The Holy Spirit speaks comforting truths about how we Belong to God, how we are Loved by God, how we are Secure in God, how we are Understood with God, how we have Purpose in God, and how we are Significant in God”.

Rebel chose to Rest in this truth in the waterfall, and she was and is refreshed, renewed, and her (and all of BB’s) soul is Restored

Rebel feels God the Father’s perfect peace, because of Jesus, by the power of the Holy Spirit flowing through all of Beautifully Brave. And Rebel is happy she did this exercise to experience the joy and hope freely given when we stop and quiet our minds, to listen to Truth. 

just for fun
I Hope was present when we took a break from writing earlier to ride our bike with  our son.  We realized I, Hope and bery uncoordinated! And when I was getting  on the bike I didn’t when have my balance and fell with the handle bars and pedal smashing into my left leg as my left buttcheek hit the ground. (Ouch!)  I laughed internally and realized oh fuck it’s not a strength of mine, and Liz had us switch to little lizzy and Rebel to enjoy the bike ride and to keep us safe.

I thought well you know you have DID when you fall for no good reason, and realize it’s all because we didn’t have good agreement (nor co-con) at the right time. And most importantly we realize we are accepting ourself and learning more about how we work when we can laugh at our inablity to get it right!

Rejoice in the Lord Always, I will say it again, Rejoice (Philippians 4:4). Always Rejoice. Constantly pray. In everything give thanks. For this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18). Finally brothers and sisters whatever is true, whatever is worthy of respect, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if something is excellent or praiseworthy think of about these things (Philippians 4:8). And these three remain, Faith, Hope, and Love, but the greatest among these is Love! (1 Corinthians 13:13).  I give you a new commandment to Love one another as I have loved you.  You also are to love one another (John 13:34).