OCD's support is expanding!

Hello everyone! This is the 2167th compilation post of OCD's latest curation efforts. It has been known that OCD has been supporting leading niche communities under its Community Incubation Program. However, there are still a lot of other niche communities not supported by OCD. This curation initiative will help in supporting those communities.

This newest curation effort aims to encourage authors to post in appropriate communities even if those communities are not under the incubation program. This will also encourage users to explore more into the different communities in Hive.

OCD curators and community leaders will find posts from other niche communities and recommend them for an upvote. Unlike those communities in the incubation program where curation is focused, this curation initiative is spread out. This will help find undervalued posts from smaller communities that deserve support.

This will highlight both the author and the community where the post is located. This way, smaller niche communities can focus on growing their subscribers and increasing the engagements within their respective communities. A small boost goes a long way.

Speaking of boost, here are the curated posts for this batch:

Well, I'll give you some context and tell you something I haven't shared so openly before. I've always loved fashion and found it interesting to combine garments to create eye-catching and unique outfits because, as I've always said, fashion is also a means of expression and can greatly reflect your personality. After participating in HTM, the Maryed Fashionista made a comeback, and let's just say that this gave me the push I needed to venture into this world... Of course, I was also motivated by the fact that I wanted to make my own clothes tailored to my style and personality because, to be honest, the clothes I see in many of the stores in my country's shopping malls don't really suit my style.

This December 24th was very special, not only because we were just days away from saying goodbye to the year, but because 2025 brought me one of the greatest gifts a man can hold in his arms. I'm talking about my daughter, who was born in November and was able to pose for her first Christmas photos a few days later. I believe I've received the best gift from Baby Jesus, according to tradition.

During the festivities the city and the tourists have certain customs that are repeated year after year becoming a way of being for everyone, something already traditional among families and above all because the children enjoy the markets and decorations a lot, although we adults also like to see this kind of things.

Boa Vista, on the banks of the Branco River, bids me farewell with its open light, and Manaus welcomes me, lifting me above the infinite greenery. The birds of the jungle paint the air with their colours and songs; they play, chase each other and celebrate life in the vastness of the Brazilian sky. Wandering clouds, stealthy winds and giant trees dialogue with my adventurous soul. In that silent conversation, a serene certainty is born: this pilgrimage was announced long before it began. My spirit governs the helm of the journey, and the omen of flight confirms that this journey broadens my joy as a father.

With each sip, we looked at each other to quietly give thanks for who we are and what we continue to build together. I realized that you don't need big plans to be happy; sometimes all you need is a simple table, two cups, and the certainty of having each other.

Good morning, foodies of the world!

On the way back from our trip from Sanare to Maracaibo, we stopped for lunch at the Migo restaurant at a gas station whose name I don't know, but which is located on the outskirts of Carora.

We only saved a little of our plants from typhoon Tino and from the flood, but I'm still happy that we were able to save some of them, like the guava we personally grew from its seeds and the kalamansi too. And also the guyabano, which was given by my inaanak sa kasal. As you remember, we just planted them in a water gallon because our yard in the city is cemented.

The Geometry of the Soul: A Prayer of Light for Venezuela There are moments in life that become sacred turning points, that shake us, shake us, making those silent echoes where the noise of the world is turned off to let the heart speak.

Today, after the incident we lived in the early morning, I had a deep conversation with my friend, confidant and the best therapist that life has given me in a long time, in those difficult moments he was my ray of light, he always had something to show me, to make me understand, to understand and to teach me life lessons.

In this post, I will share my experience and joy while celebrating my partner's graduation in Bireuen City, but before that there were some interesting moments that I had to do first, namely preparing gifts and making a long journey from Aceh Tamiang to Bireuen City, which is about 264 kilometers away.It should be remembered, this is a moment that happened two months ago, precisely in October. On October 26, 2025, precisely in the morning, I was at the Kuala Simpang City bus terminal to order a bus ticket,i ordered a bus ticket because it was very tiring if I traveled to Bireuen City by motorbike. After buying a bus ticket, I decided to return home to get all my equipment. On the way home, I also stopped by the Aceh Tamiang Regent's office complex.

Due to the bad judgment of colleagues who run the business, instead of realizing the project in the last quarter of the year, all activities waited for me in December. If only that work was finished 🫤

This concludes this batch's curation report. We would like to congratulate those who are featured and supported. Keep up the good work and continue to explore Hive Communities.