Beyond the Blog with Pamela Beach
One theme, many worlds. Exploring resilience, from lived experience to imagined stories.
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“Hello, I’m Pam. I’m an author, a storyteller, and this is where I explore one big theme: resilience. My writing is born from a life of navigating challenges, from foster care and homelessness to single motherhood. Here, we’re in the business of turning scars into strength.”
Category: Faith & Miracles
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The strength you seek is yours to find, To leave the haunting lies behind. Deep in your soul, a warrior sleeps, A vow your own brave spirit keeps.
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“By creek-side tent, the moon my guide, With scrubbing hands, my spirit cried – Not for defeat, but for the climb, To reclaim footing, conquer time.”
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Now, I know what some of you might be thinking. “Isn’t being kind and quiet just being weak?” And my answer to that is a resounding NO! It takes immense strength to choose kindness over retaliation, to offer compassion when you’re feeling attacked, and to remain quiet when every fiber of your being wants to…
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I am the candle in the gale, Whose simple light will not prevail By force, but by a steady glow That shows the safest way to go.
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In a world that often glorifies noise, speed, and immediate gratification, it can be easy to overlook the profound power held within silence, patience, and kindness. These qualities, seemingly passive, are in fact potent forces that can shape our lives and the lives of those around us in remarkable ways.
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So which is greater, truth be told? The story that is new and bold? Or the small hope, that, blind and deep, Had promises it had to keep? Perhaps the miracle we see, For all its awesome majesty, Is but the child, brought forth to bloom, From Hope’s small, solitary womb.
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These moments are the unsung heroes of our happiness. They are the quiet, steady glow that lights our way, unlike the big, flashy fireworks of success that are brilliant but fleeting. Grand achievements are wonderful, but they are destinations. Small acts of kindness are the beautiful scenery we experience along the entire journey. Why do…
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“We’ll walk this path, each step we take, For goodness sake, for your own sake. But darling girl, you’ll find it true, A strength resides, deep inside you.”
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Now, at sixty-four, I see the lines around my eyes, and I know their names. One is for the creek, one for the cold, one for the day I brought my children home. They are not scars. They are the etchings of a map, showing the way from a place of ruin to a house…
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My power is not a fortress wall; It is the courage just to call A friend and say, “I’m not okay.” It is the grace to want to stay And feel the feeling, sharp and true, Without the hazy veil of you.