Why is our personal purpose so hard to define for most of us? It took me decades to figure it out and in truth sometimes I am still grey about it. I sit between lines that felt like I drew them hard in sand and then brush strokes have blurred them. Given we are the only ones to define it, there’s no wrong or right. Loose brush strokes instead of hard lines in permanent pen actually work best.
Because we really create the whole things from our ego anyway. I mean who is to say what purpose even means? We literally make it all up.
But when we get to do the things and be the person we know to be true, and as we embrace our whole selves, it comes from the heart. And this is where our actual unique potential lives.
Sent with love,