My blog has been quiet. Quite honestly, I've been in a writer's block that has lasted all of the summer and most of the fall. I've taken time to just be present, to unplug, and spend time just thinking. Sometimes we find ourselves trying to be too perfect, trying to reach unrealistic expectations (aka the voice in your head telling you, you aren't enough), and striving for purpose.
I've been stricken with the question:
What is my purpose?
What do I have to offer this world?
Simply, I am here to spread light. To spread love and nothing past that.
I strive to be the person who smiles at strangers while walking into the grocery store, holding doors for people at restaurants, letting people cross the road. To me, these simple acts are a part of my purpose. The common courtesy of noticing people.
I've went most of my life being misunderstood, not being noticed, and stepped on. I gained weight to hide myself, was quiet when I should have spoke up, and let others derail my passions. Now, I will not apologize for slowing down, being too kind or too sensitive. We all have a purpose. We are not here to terrorize others, put down their lifestyles, shame them for the things they couldn't control, or be a condescending asshole. Your life is not any better than the person sitting next to you. Trust me, the greatest joy and humanity I've seen was in the slums of Bangalore, India and the greatest unhappiness is found in the people, according to society, "who have it all."
What do you want to be known for?
The things you did, the money you made, the degrees you gathered,
How you made people feel?
I choose feeling. I choose the juicy stuff, the uncomfortable love and light most of us cannot even feel for ourselves. I want to feel love, be loved, spread it every fucking day until I take my last breath. Whether it is through words, a yoga class, a conversation. I just want it to be in everything that I do.
I am over superficial.
I am over the past. It does not serve me or you. Let's let it go together.
My dear friends, find your purpose. Feel it in your bones. I promise, it's what you are suppose to do. Once that's aligned, I hope you're happy. I hope you can dance around your bedroom with the joy of life. I hope you love unconditionally and forgive yourself for the shit you did or couldn't control. You are different now.
I give you the permission, I give myself the permission. Will you?
So much love to you on this journey.
Be inspired. Stay positive. Love yourself.