I am still on this quest. I know many may feel that it is ridiculous to think that you were put on this earth for one specific purpose, and I respect that. Because it sounds logical and, overall, I think of myself as a logical person. Thinking that each and every human on the planet was put here for one specific purpose just does not sound logical. However, as far back as I can remember, and regardless of who I was throughout my life, I have always been completely convinced that I was put on this earth for a specific purpose. The older I get, the louder and stronger that feeling in the core of my soul gets. Continue reading “Pinning Down My Life Purpose”
It feels as though every few years I become someone completely new, who happens to have memories stored from all the me’s I used to be. The End is never a thing. Evolution is often the result. Although feeling stuck on repeat has also been a thing.
The overall mood after each school shooting (or any shooting) is different. I remember Columbine in 1999. It was the first one I was old enough to be fully aware of. I remember the feelings of despair, of rage, of disbelief, of frustration, of sadness, of fear. I remember Katie Couric from The Today Show interviewing the survivors the next day. I remember crying with them. I remember I could barely sleep for some time after that day. I remember thinking that something would change, that something would be done, that our leaders would act with swiftness to keep us safe. I remember thinking we lived in the United States of America, and these things were not supposed to happen. We take care of each other. No man left behind. “They” will do whatever is necessary to keep us safe. Continue reading “Home Of The Brave, Land Of The Free”
Love is the secret ingredient that makes things exceptional. It truly is the only thing that can elevate absolutely anything. When you truly love, the possibilities are endless. It applies to absolutely everything. I know that having a passion for something is always talked about. But at the core of that passion is love. You can get your nails done by 10 different nail professionals. But the one nail professional that feels love for her art, for the finished product, for herself, or for any part of the process will produce a set of nails that is just above and beyond everyone else. Some may practice a lot, or have been doing it for years, but if they don’t truly love some aspect of the process, the end result will never be exceptional. I use this just as an example, to show that truly, anything and everything can be taken to another level once the secret ingredient is sprinkled on…LOVE.
I have always believed that people cross our path for a specific reason. Nothing is random. Even if we don’t understand or see it right away, eventually, when we look back, the dots connect in a very incredible way. Throughout my life, people have popped in, and some have stayed forever, but many others serve an important role for a while and then they disappear. I crave the excitement of change, but at the same time change terrifies me.
Struggling through what feels like depression is full of feelings of guilt. Feeling like you are a lazy person that doesn’t work as much as everyone else. Feeling that you are wasting your natural talents. Feeling that you are wasting precious time. Feeling guilty because you are physically able to be productive but you are choosing not to be. Every time you see someone that should be allowed to be laying on the couch doing nothing due to their physical issues, yet they are working hard and doing what they must to put food on the table for their family…makes a person going through depression feel like they should be ashamed of being “lazy”, when others can get up and do what they need to do.