My Pulse

Sometimes it is not easy to talk about the things we care about the most, the hurt, loneliness or the injustices we suffer.  Sometimes it is difficult to admit these things even to yourself.  World Pulse became a place to be honest with myself, to come and vent or celebrate fully -  as if making an entry into a private diary.  The difference is other people see it, and it also resonates with them and their personal experiences.  The encouragement means I am not alone and someone out there understands and cares.  Sometimes my story becomes the opener to get the conversation going.  

Lots of gratitude for this platform.