Jocelyn Pulver - She Is Supported

09/06/2025

DISSOLVE

I stand on the precipice of self-discovery and dissolution. The ground beneath my feet holds sturdy, yet I feel my legs tremble. Have I ascended or peered too far over the edge?

Who am I?

Where do I come from?

Where am I going?

Why am I here?

Thoughts swirl around my head as I weigh the options of life and death. My choice to live deeply begins to feel like a burden. Deep sorrow rushes through my veins, stabs like a knife, and causes my soul to contract. In my desire to live I gasp for air, but why? Why love anything at all when we know pain lurks in the dark, scheming for its next opportunity to clutch at your heartstrings and rip them apart? Why suffer through the never-ending wheel of fortune and fate? Can death truly be the end of all there ever was or will be? In my heart and in my soul I know this is untrue, but what causes me to fear this assumed doom? Why do I return to these limiting beliefs?

In my effort to expand and open my heart, I am reminded of courage. To live deeply without fear, shame, or guilt takes tremendous courage. How do we tap into this reservoir of love that perseveres in the face of all danger? How do we transmute our fear into courage?

Some would say it takes faith or trust, faith in a greater source intelligence, god, or creator. For most, however, faith just doesn’t suffice. For many of us, we want proof. We have to see to believe. We crave our own personal evidence, for if it isn’t me who is going to protect my heart then who will?

In my journey towards self-love and compassion, I realized, we must first know sorrow before we experience beauty. It is our longing that brings us to our knees and closer to the pure and radiant light. As we surrender our limiting beliefs, we begin to invite in a new source of being. We ask for guidance and safekeeping. We acknowledge our fear, pain and suffering as a door to develop a new and harmonious relationship with our true and powerful Self. We begin to remember who we are, where we came from, where we are headed, and why we are here.

As I peer into the abyss of my soul, I accept the dissolving of my incarnated self as a means to discovery. I surrender my fear, control, and suffering to the moral depths encased by right and wrong doing. I return to the source of infinite wisdom. I trust in my intuition. I listen to my guides, in all shape and form and from all walks of life. In life and death I am one with all creation, nothing to worry or feign only greater insight to gain.

09/04/2025

What was it that kept you alive at the lowest point of your life?

08/13/2025

“Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time.” – 1 Peter 5:6

“Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal.” – Matthew 6:20

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In a world that promises instant gratification and chases comfort at any cost, surrendering to the King is a radical act. To “throw away” earthly pleasures is not to despise God’s good gifts, but to place them in their rightful order, beneath the eternal glory of Christ’s Kingdom. This means letting go of pursuits that weaken our faith or pull us from obedience, and embracing disciplines that prepare our hearts for the life to come.

When we bow before Him, we acknowledge that we are not the authors of our destiny, He is. When we trust His timing, we discover that the delays, the empty hands, and even the seasons of pruning are part of His plan to shape us for eternal reward.

The world teaches us to strive for more; the Kingdom teaches us to bow lower, so that God may lift us up higher than we could ever imagine. Those who live this way will “not want,” for the Lord Himself becomes their portion, their joy, and their crown.

Reflection Question 🤔
Where in your life is God calling you to lay something down, so He can fill you with something eternal?

07/24/2025

✨ Dream forward, sis.
Not to escape your past but to reclaim your future.
To rise into the version of you who no longer waits to be chosen…
because she already chose herself.

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I’m calling in 5 women who are ready to heal, rebuild, and reclaim the fullness of who they are, body, mind, and spirit.
Women who are done shrinking, settling, or second-guessing.
Women who know they’re meant for more… and are ready to walk in it.

This is your invitation to Reclaim & Rise!
To invest in your healing, your wholeness, and the future God has for you.

🕊️ Message me “I’m ready” to learn more.
Let’s step into this next season together.

07/02/2025

To all my ladies! Wish them well…and let’s go. God is waiting to bless up 🙌 ♥️

06/29/2025

I wrote a poem…wishing you a blessed Sunday 🙏🏼 💝

Before You Know Kindness

by Jocelyn P.

Before you know kindness,
you must first know sorrow.

One can survive—and die—in darkness.
One can flourish—and be reborn—into light.

But few remember the space in between.
The space where most living takes place.

We get glimpses into these worlds—
tastes of a seemingly endless buffet of choice.

Herein lies our freedom and insight:
To see ourselves.
To see the world.

To know wherein lies the difference.
To claim what is rightfully yours.

06/26/2025

✨ From Fear of Failure to Courage in Faith ✨

Lately, I’ve been sitting with this question:

“If my fear is failure… how do I transform that into courage?”

And here’s what I’m learning:

🌿 Fear of failure isn’t just about messing up.
It’s about being judged. Not being enough. Disappointing others. Losing control.
But failure isn’t the enemy. The meaning we attach to it is.

What if failure isn’t the end?
What if it’s feedback… redirection… refinement?

I’m learning to:
✔️ Reframe ‘failure’ as part of growth
✔️ Anchor my identity in Christ, not in outcomes
✔️ Take small brave steps instead of waiting for perfect conditions
✔️ Bless the fear instead of battling it
✔️ Ask “What if?” — but in faith, not fear

“What if this opens a door I never imagined?”
“What if God uses this for good, no matter what?”
“What if I can’t actually fail… when I follow faith?”

Here’s the truth:
Courage doesn’t mean you don’t feel afraid.
It means you choose to keep going, grounded in who God says you are.

You don’t need perfect clarity to move forward.
You just need permission to grow — and a little grace for the journey.

🌸 What helps you shift from fear to faith?

06/20/2025

Story time 🌊✨

I stumbled across this photo recently — guiding this sweet young girl down the river. She really wanted a photo with me. Her parents asked, and of course I said yes.

This was probably year six of guiding for me.
By then, something had shifted.

When I first started guiding rivers, I was all in for the adrenaline — big rapids, big energy, wild freedom. But somewhere along the way, God softened me. Deepened me. I started to realize this job wasn’t just about getting people downriver safely.

It was about stewardship.
About teaching people how to listen to the land, how to feel the wisdom in the waters, in the canyon walls, in the winds and moon and sky.

And this particular day… it taught me a lot.

The lead boat — a fully loaded 16’ center frame — flipped in Granite. Watching that boat endo was humbling. I don’t know the exact weight, but those setups can run 1,000+ lbs easy when loaded down.

We were the second boat. I had that little girl and her two parents with me, and I’ll never forget their eyes — wide, desperate, silently pleading: “Please don’t flip us too.”

I was nervous. Granite is a tricky line. But by God’s grace, we styled it.

We spent the next hour flipping the lead boat — soaking wet, muscles burning, but we got it done.
And I have to say: Rest in peace, Abby.
You were our stylie TL endoing that boat. A damn good boater. A kind friend.
I still carry your strength and wild heart with me on rivers like this.

And that little girl? I don’t know where life will take her… but I pray that in that moment, she saw what was possible.
That no dream is too wild. No role too “masculine.” That she can be bold, brave, and soft all at once.

When I look back at photos like this one, I don’t just see a river guide.
I see a girl being shaped by God through water, wilderness, and wonder — and planting seeds of courage for the next generation, one moment at a time.

I’ll be on the South Fork of the Boise this weekend — running a class III with friends. I wish you were with me. 💛 Although, I know you already are in spirit, always 🙏🏼

Wishing you a beautiful, grounded, joy-filled weekend.
Go where the wild things whisper.

06/11/2025

06/03/2025

🌿 She let the earth hold her,
not because she was weak
but because she finally knew
she didn’t have to carry it all.

Her hair spilled like rivers,
crowned with wild things,
each strand a memory
of who she used to be
and who she’s now becoming.

The grass didn’t ask her to prove,
to perform, or to push.
It simply said,
“Lay down. Let the sky see you too.”

And she did.

With freckles kissed by sunlight,
and a softness once mistaken for surrender,
she rested—not in defeat—
but in quiet, radiant trust.

A cross near her heart,
a whisper in her breath:
“Even here, even now
We are held.” 🌸