I believe everyone’s life has a purpose. We are here to discover that purpose then use whatever gifts were bestowed upon us to make this world a better place. Some of us are fortunate as we know at an early age what that purpose is. Others, well, we go along, often digressing from the road that will take us there. This is me. Now on the other side of 50, I am finding my way back to that road that will lead to my life’s purpose. Welcome to my journey.
Anxiety, such a joy robber. As July turned to August this week my thoughts dawned on the dreaded realization that school begins at the end of the month. With no idea as to what I am teaching or even where, anxiety started to sneak back in just as I was finally shaking it from the last school year.
A softer side of me, veering away from my usual bright colors, allowing my heart to speak.
The layers revealing the complexity of my thoughts and a reminder from my heart that keeping it simple creates beautiful results.
Take a quiet moment and listen to your heart. What is it telling you?