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  Peter Mabey October 4, 2025 10:17

  Hello everyone, I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been really busy, which is a good thing. I hope to see you all soon. Thanks for being awesome.
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  John E Walker September 21, 2025 8:48

  What you don’t see is the work behind the scenes: testing, learning, and striving to do better every day. I post regularly across 15 different networks, tracking engagement and responses to different types of content. Few have this kind of reach and insight.
  
  I love to learn, to see the truth, and to act with integrity. My actions speak for themselves, even when some posts are censored for speaking truth about Oshawa politics or challenging personal narratives.
  
  I continue with love and compassion for all, because change starts with acknowledging the truth—even when it’s hard.
  
  LIFE – Love Is For Everyone
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  John E Walker September 14, 2025 18:43

  I don’t hide from the truth—I embrace it. 💡

  And the truth is simple: love demands it.

  Love is for everyone. 💚

  It’s love that carries us through even the most difficult times, because we choose to love.
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  John E Walker August 23, 2025 11:04

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  I’ve started sharing my thoughts on my own website because I know better than to rely on Facebook or any single social network. Too many people have already lost their accounts without warning, simply for speaking the truth.
  
  One day, it may go even further, imagine being told you must register your own garden, or being restricted from growing certain plants. And if you don’t comply? Social networks could easily be pressured into suspending or deleting your account.
  
  I’ve seen this pattern before. At the start of the pandemic, our government abandoned the homeless and marginalized. Politicians now claim they “did a wonderful job” helping, but I was there in Oshawa, watching a mayor head off on vacation while vulnerable people were left with nothing. The only real support came from caring individuals, myself included, who went out on the streets with food, clothing, and essentials. For that, we were threatened with fines. They tried to intimidate us into silence, but I was never charged.
  
  This is the reality: they can ban accounts, hide posts, and rewrite the narrative, but they cannot erase the truth.
  
  That’s why I’ve built my own network, one that cannot be controlled or censored. A space where health, wellness, and food security matter. Where we share real solutions that heal instead of harm, and where support is not based on financial ability.
  
  💚 LIFE – Love Is For Everyone
  🌱 FIFE – Food Is For Everyone
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  Peter Mabey August 15, 2025 15:06

  Its a beautiful start to a lovely day. I believe in respecting myself and that means respecting others where they are at in recovery.

  
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  Peter Mabey June 10, 2025 16:51

  
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    Peter Mabey > Peter Mabey June 16, 2025 17:19

    Actionable love and change in motion. I can't help everyone, but I can help one person at a time, teach them how to take personal responsibility and educate people on hope and wellness. Recovery is a lifestyle and a mindset.
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  Peter Mabey June 6, 2025 16:24

  Hello, my friends, I just wanted to share what I've been working on these days for self-care. It grounds me in my spirituality and keeps me present in the moment. Its a way for me to relieve tension.
  

  

  https://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/13579847863?profile=original
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  Peter Mabey June 3, 2025 6:20

  Good morning, my friends. I want to introduce my Mom, Nan and my son Jesse. Now, this is 24 years ago, but it seems like yesterday to me.

  
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  Peter Mabey May 17, 2025 13:44

  The New Self” – Spoken Version for Reading Aloud

  There was a time I opened my eyes each morning...
  and cursed the light.

  Now, I rise and thank it —
  not because life is easy,
  but because I’m still here.

  And that... means something.

  I’ve lived in the shadows for most of my life —
  45 years chasing numbness,
  chasing belonging,
  losing myself in smoke... and silence.

  I lost a lung.
  Lost years.
  Lost love.

  I slept on cold pavement and colder memories.
  I nearly chose the end — more than once.

  But something bigger than me whispered:
  “Not yet.”

  I know now...
  That survival was never the end of the story.
  It was the doorway into purpose.

  (Let this truth settle. Then continue.)

  Today, I don’t run from my past.
  I walk alongside it —
  like an old companion.

  My wounds don’t shame me —
  they shape me.

  They taught me the language of suffering.
  Now, I use that language to speak hope
  into people still learning how to breathe again.

  My name is Peter Mabey.
  They call me Beamer —
  and I finally understand why.

  My mother was a lighthouse keeper on Partridge Island.
  She battled her demons.
  But even from a thousand miles away,
  her light reached me.

  She became my symbol of grace —
  flawed, human, and still radiant.

  Now, I stand where she once stood:
  not above the waves,
  but in them —
  with those still trying to stay afloat.

  And my father...
  He didn’t know how to show love the way I needed.
  He was a hard man, forged in a hard world.
  But he taught me grit.
  He taught me how to survive.

  He built with his hands what he couldn’t build with his heart —
  and somewhere in that,
  he gave me the strength to build myself back.

  I’ve learned:
  Redemption doesn’t erase the past.
  It reclaims it.

  Every failure, every cell, every overdose —
  wasn’t the end.
  It was preparation.

  For empathy.
  For presence.
  For truth.

  I no longer chase belonging.
  I embody it.

  I carry it into rooms where shame lingers.
  Into hearts that feel forgotten.

  I don’t pretend to have all the answers —
  I just make sure no one has to ask the questions alone.

  And so, I make this commitment —
  to myself...
  and to those I serve:

  I commit to doing the deep inner work,
  so I can show up whole for others.

  I commit to saying what I mean —
  with kindness,
  with courage,
  with clarity.

  I commit to honoring joy, beauty, and pleasure —
  not as luxuries,
  but as sacred acts of healing.

  I commit to grounding my work in purpose,
  not performance.

  I commit to making my life —
  and every act of support —
  a reflection of love, integrity, and humanity.

  This... is how I choose to live.

  With truth in my words,
  With care in my hands,
  And with fire in my soul.

  I don’t support others because I’ve reached the mountaintop.
  I support them because I know what it’s like...
  to be lost in the valley.

  And I believe, with everything in me:
  None of us were ever meant to walk through darkness alone.