Awakening To My True Purpose
Even though I woke up groggy on Jay's futon, still reeling from my flu, but on the road to recovery thanks to his caring and healing ministrations during the weekend. I felt grateful, wrapped in a fuzzy blanket, being roused gently, given a long loving hug, and sent home with two containers of the homemade soup he made me for dinner the evening before and a crisp apple, and greeting the brightness of the morning sun that shone down on me through as he drove me home in his electric powered car.
Of course as life often does, when I got home, I had discovered that my roommate had finally rented out the spare room, I had to navigate the territory of one of my neighbor's moving, tackle the ongoing problem of organizing my room, try and put out a fire at the my college newspaper paper over text and email, get a memory card for a camera I don't know how to use so that I can shoot three pictures for my photojournalism class and wash my cat. It's all in a day's work.
Somewhere between all the chores and errands, I realized that these things aren't going to magically disappear for me to live out my true purpose, but I'm going to have to navigate around them and zero in on the things that are of the most importance to me. It's like today's lesson in my "Rituals For Transformation" journal says. I have to choose where I put my energies, because what I put my energy on will grow and thrive. I choose to put my energies on my goals and dreams from now on! It's as simple as that. From that rich focused soil, my life will take on greater meaning and passion. From there, my spirit will grow.
