Team Guppy

One of the many things that describes my HOPEISM in our "Life with Autism" journey...

"Strength and courage aren't always measured in medals and victories. They are measured in the struggles they overcome. The strongest people aren't always the people who win, they are the people who don't give up when they lose."

NDCQ

Never Quit

HOOYAH!

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Breaking Free...

This is somewhat of a personal journey blog.  I use the times I have with God out in my garden and Butterfly habitat and the pictures I am blessed to capture - to reveal things that help me deal with or better understand this crazy, mad, wonderful thing called life.  In my "Life with Autism" -sometimes the backyard is my only escape and it has been such therapy.  Such joy.  I would say the greatest lesson I've learned during those times is how there is always HOPEISM.  There is always beauty.  Though you must earnestly seek it.  You must search for it, find it, capture it, and never let it go.  I do not get to be in my garden as often as I need to for it to be "optimal" - there are always weeds, always something that is faded, wilted, or dead.  To go in my backyard and view my garden and habitat at first glance, would be to see somewhat of a mess with bright spots of beauty here and there.
Much like my life....

But it's those bright spots that have inspired me to title this blog, these life lessons, "Where HOPEISM Blooms."  This blog was created during one of the darkest seasons in our life with autism.  I needed to find hope, and God helped me find it through the lens of my camera.  I have learned to focus my camera, my attention, my time, on those bright spots and not be discouraged or distracted by all the mess in my life, er, garden.

I have learned to zoom in on what is good, and edit out what is bad.

In doing that - I found such HOPEISM.

Such freedom.

Such joy.

Like today.  Such a beautiful October Saturday.  I spent the day outside in my garden and butterfly habitat.  I needed a dose of HOPEISM.  I needed healing from a situation where I had focused more on the dead, wilted flowers than the vibrant fully alive ones.  God sent me a butterfly as stubborn as I am to teach me that lesson. A huge Monarch was fluttering in my yard.  Teasing me.  Every time it would stop for a minute to sip some nectar, as soon as I got near enough for a picture, it left. Every.dang.time.  I would relentlessly pursue, it would masterfully evade.  You'd think I would get the hint and move on to something else, but no.  How dare that butterfly not want me to capture it, be its friend, part of its life....

It became a challenge more than a relationship I was pursuing.

Which was my first mistake...

Pursuing those in my life who have only proven to be evasive.  Pursuing relationships that are one-sided.  I have done that for years.  Pursued, invited, tried and tried and tried.  To no avail.  In the pursuit of relationships that perhaps were never meant to be, I missed out on times with those in my life who I didn't have to chase.  Who cared enough about our relationship to chase me when I would go silent.  It's like God had been trying to tell me all along to be very careful what I wished for, that I may one day get it.  Oh.  I got it, all right.  God sometimes keeps people away from us for a reason.  I didn't listen.  So it's like he recently said, "Ok, here you go....I tried to warn you but you wouldn't listen..."  And BAM!  The relationships I had so sincerely pursued, once caught, left me absolutely stunned and speechless and incredibly hurt.  Those beautiful butterflies were filled with such lies, such indifference, such deception.  And when I realized how many other beautiful relationships I had missed out on further building - I was humbled.  Well, I was mad, a bit humiliated, but then humbled. I do believe we are called to pursue people for Christ. We are to do our best to build relationships, seek to mend any broken fences.  Be a part of our family's or friends lives.  What I learned the hard way though, is that sometimes the reason they are not caught, is because they were never meant to be. That was a hard, hard, hard lesson to have recently had to truly learn.  We love them, pray for them, and are there for them should they seek us - but there comes a point we must simply leave it in God's hands and move on to the truly bright spots in our garden.

When that finally sunk in Saturday, when I finally quit chasing that one elusive Butterfly, I was free to be amazed by all the other perfect pictures just waiting for me in my garden.

Monarch caterpillars, lizards, other Monarch butterflies that weren't so elusive as the giant one. Pipevine Swallowtail chrysalis' that are a first for my Butterfly habit.  Baby lizards, Passion vine flowers, the symmetry of nature, and a giant Swallowtail caterpillar.  My Butterfly habitat is full of life!

I didn't need to forsake seeing and appreciating all of those things for the pursuit of one, or a few in my case, that for this day, was never meant to be captured.  And perhaps never will be captured.  But that's ok.  I have done my best.  It is God's job to move in the heart of people like that, not mine.  

I am to love.

Pursue HOPEISM.

What a breaking free moment today was...in learning that sometimes you do just have to "Let it go" as I finally learned with that ding-danged butterfly.  And to always have your camera ready, for if and when they come to you.



























Wednesday, September 9, 2015

What is HOPEISM...

Team Guppy has been going through a difficult season.  Our son with vaccine injury, aka "autism," also has seizures.  One such seizure was particularly horrific in that he fell so hard he broke his collarbone in three places.  Not necessarily that great a hardship for a young adult who would know to lay in bed and not move the arm -- take it easy until it heals.  But our twenty-two year old son has no sense of danger and doesn't understand the meaning of "be still and rest."  Add that to the fact that for nearly five weeks now, he's not been able to attend school.  Which has meant that I have been with him all day and all night, with few exceptions thanks to a few priceless friends.

To say it's been overwhelming is an understatement.

I typically turn to my backyard vegetable, flower, and Butterfly garden for inspiration and reprieve. But for me to go outside, would mean Brandon would need to. And I have a trampoline in the back yard which every time I have tried to go out there with him, he has tried to jump on it.  With a collarbone freshly broken in three places.   For me to go outside and leave him inside was out of the question.  The last thing we needed was for him to have another fall from another seizure and further break the brokenness.  So... it's been a while since I have been able to truly relish in the snapshots of beauty and HOPEISM of my garden.

But today, today I so desperately needed to be out there, and it's like my garden anticipated that and gathered all kinds of butterflies for me to behold.  A Giant Swallowtail, Passion butterflies, Monarch butterflies, Black Swallowtail and a Pipevine butterfly.

It was so good to be reminded of why I call my garden and this blog, "Where HOPEISM Blooms." Each Spring when I plant the seeds, when the Milkweed blooms and invites Monarchs to lay their eggs, when the vegetables ripen - it reminds me that things pass.  The barrenness of winter becomes the bounty of spring.  My garden mimics my life.  If you look at the whole, you will see dead flowers, weeds, unwanted pests.  The ugliness of autism so to speak.  But if you take your camera as I do, and zoom in on those snapshots of beauty among the muck and mire, you see joy, faith, hope, and love.

You learn to focus on the very beautiful and edit out the very ugly.

It's been a painful journey in learning that and I am so thankful that for me, God has used this blog, these pictures from my gardens, to teach me that.  It would be so easy to just let the darkness envelope me like a warm blanket in winter.  Some days it's very tempting.  But then I think about all the snapshots of light.  The message of HOPEISM I've tried to share through the mess that is my "Life with Autism".  The platform of truth that Brandon's pain from lies has given me to speak from.  The testimony I have been able to share each and every time we've been delivered from our trials.

Do I display those photographs of my life perfectly every time?  No.  Sometimes my lens is fogged.  Sometimes a thought out of focus.  Sometimes my battery dies and I need to recharge it.  But it is through those times that I more fully appreciate the perfect pictures.

As in the book, "Through the Eyes of a Lion" ---- from our family enduring Impossible  Pain we have found Incredible Power.

That power for me is the title of this Blog --- HOPEISM.

In the book, Levi Lusko describes hope (HOPEISM) as:
At its most basic level, to have hope is to believe that something good is going to happen.  That help is on the way.  That it's not over yet, and no matter how dark it seems, there's going to be light at the end of the tunnel.  Hope is a confident expectation.  A joyful anticipation.  An active, dynamic, energizing enthusiasm.  When you have hope, gale-force winds can blow and tsunami waves can smash into the hull of your life, but you are buoyed by the belief that the best is yet to come, that brighter days are ahead.  Hope quietly tells your heart that all is not lost, even as storms rage.  Our hope is a living hope, because Jesus lives forever.

Thank you Levi -- for such a beautiful snapshot of the HOPEISM that carries me through my "Life with Autism, Seizures, and a side of Trauma..."

NDCQ

HOOYAH!











Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Butterflies...