Purpose in the Hub

07/07/2025

Where the Cracks Were Once

How foolish it is
to pretend that a heart does not break.
Even trees split in winter,
even the sky storms and clears again.
They told you to hide the break—
sweep the shards under silence,
smile as if the fault-line had never split.
But the heart remembers.
Even in stillness, the pain reverberates.
Then one day,
you gathered the pieces
not with shame
but with reverence.
You stitched them
with threads of compassion,
sealed them with your breath,
and gold-dusted your pain
with patience of moonlight.
Now,
your heart glows where it has been mended—neither flawless
nor untouched
but forged.
And in time,
you found the crack
was not a flaw but a door.
This is how love returns—
not by forgetting the breaking,
but by learning
how to hold it
gently.

Rivers in the Ocean

05/07/2025

16/05/2025

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14/04/2025

"The dandelion is a magical flower that embodies the beauty of the cosmos. Its golden bloom mirrors the sun, its delicate puffball reflects the moon, and its floating seeds dance like stars across the sky.
This resilient plant wakes with the morning light and sleeps at dusk, living in harmony with nature’s rhythm. Every part of the dandelion has a purpose: the roots, leaves, and flowers are treasures for food, medicine, and even natural dyes.
Once upon a time, dandelions were cherished over grass, filling lawns alongside herbs like chamomile and chickweed. Their name, dent de lion (French for 'lion’s tooth'), comes from their jagged leaves.
With one of the longest blooming seasons, dandelions thrive worldwide. Their seeds, carried by the wind like tiny parachutes, can travel up to five miles. Birds, bees, butterflies, and other creatures all feast on its nectar and seeds, and honey from dandelion-pollinated bees is simply divine.
Dandelions don’t need pollination to form seeds, and their roots can even be brewed as a coffee substitute. In folk medicine, dandelions are known for healing properties, supporting liver health and acting as a natural diuretic.
If you try to tame them, dandelions adapt by growing shorter stalks just to challenge you. They are perhaps the most successful plants in existence, masters of survival, and symbols of endurance and beauty.
The humble dandelion truly holds a universe of wonder in its petals."
~ Unknown

12/12/2024

One of the hardest things for many humans to accept is to recognize that a cycle has just ended, that a cycle is just ended.

For example, all the signs are there for us to change jobs:
we didn't get the promotion we were hoping for, the company we work for was sold, a new boss we have no affiliations with has just entered the position, but we persist to stay in place, hopefully things will go back to normal.

Sometimes it’s a friend we’ve had for decades but whose paths have drifted so far that what unites us is just a tiny dot in the expanse of the universe.

Other times, it's a passion that we had but we artificially keep alive because we invested so much in it, even this passion no longer brings us anything, emotion, or any benefit.

Life runs in cycles: summer, autumn, winter, spring. Day and night. Birth Growth, Decline, Death.
And as much as we want it to be any other way, when one cycle ends, it's not the end of the world, it's the beginning of a new cycle.
We suffer from wanting to maintain at all costs a cycle that has already ended, a completely curled loop.
Wish things were back to the way it use to be.
We insist on perpetuating what no longer makes us happy. And we are in pain

Nature never goes backwards. As one cycle ends, a new one begins.
A new story is born.
A new relationship appears
A new job is coming up.
New friends break into our lives.
Wanting to put a stop to this is like wanting to stop the waves from landing on the beach.

When a cycle ends, let’s rejoice rather than resist: it means that a new cycle of hope begins so that we can continue our evolution.
Because everything that is stagnant recedes, everything that goes with the flow of Life moves forward.

Diane Gagnon