And My Purpose Is….

I am currently in England, at a beautiful college in Dartmoor, on a pilgrimage to find my life’s purpose.  On Day 2 of the pilgrimage (which I promise to tell you all about later), we got an assignment to tell our stories about what brought us here and then to share this “coming out story” publicly with the world (or at least our social media audience). All of the other amazing women on my pilgrimage have a business (or one they want to start) and a big part of this journey is to find the power, confidence, and support to take that business to the next level. Still having no potential business in mind, I had to get creative about what my story would be.  But it came to me.  Here is my story.

As I was doing my pre-work and preparing for the trip, a voice inside me (which I have now learned is my “higher self”) told me two things

  1. Buy purple converse sneakers
  2. Write

I listened to the voice and bought the sneakers and wrote the last post which caught you all up on the past few months.  While I was writing that post, and thinking about what led me to this pilgrimage, my inner voice kept thinking about The Wizard of Oz. Dorothy and her new friends go in this epic journey to find all of these things they think they don’t have (a heart, a brain, courage, home). They hear that “the wizard” has all the answers and they travel a long distance to find him. They finally make it there, only to learn that they have everything they need.

They have everything they need.

In the craziness of packing and getting myself from NYC to Glastonbury I couldn’t fully process that, but the thought was brewing in my mind.  As I got this assignment, I thought about my journey with this blog. I started this blog to encourage myself to get off my couch and do stuff and then write about it. I loved writing. I didn’t love doing stuff quite as much as I loved writing, but having a goal to write about it, definitely helped me get out there and do stuff.  But it was a constant battle to find time outside of my job.  Eventually I stopped writing all together. I missed it, but did not want to keep writing the same story about the battle I was fighting (and did not feel like I was winning) to make my life bigger.

Then my sister (and my body saying ENOUGH) led me to my “100 New Things in 2017” project, which led me to Sophia (aka Lobsterbird) and eventually back to writing.  I was doing stuff and writing about it…and I loved (almost) all of it.  Strangely, I actually DID stuff before I found my way back to writing about it. Something had shifted! And, as an unexpected side bonus, I was inspiring people!!!

I have everything I need.

It was as clear as day, right in front of my eyes, like the ruby red slippers.

I am writer. I am a writer who likes to do stuff and then write about it.

This is my purpose. To tell my truth in my own unique voice. To write about what I do and what I see and what I feel.  To inspire people with my writing (and my doing).  Where it will go next or beyond this blog, I don’t yet know but I know in my heart that I am on the right path….

Follow the yellow brick road.

This is my story. This is my purpose.

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4 thoughts on “And My Purpose Is….”

  1. BEAUTIFUL!! And YES! I have always loved your writing. This makes so much sense. 🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌 Love you so much!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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