I have spent years, too many years, trying to understand my why. Today was no different. I felt I needed to have some way to define it, as if to have something to hold on to. This time would be different though. This time, I allowed my purpose to move through me. The spontaneous laughter of a child caused me to laugh in return and tears of joy sprung forth, and this is how purpose was manifested.
Our why is hidden in plain sight.
Carried in the sound of laughter,
Stitched into the fabric of life,
Revealed in moments of surrender.
It speaks of hope, forgiveness, and love.
In the rise and fall of breath,
Through warmth of the heart,
And in the language of the soul.
It is in the letting go and remembering,
A sacred gift of energy and intention.
Born in the space of everyday being,
Reaching out with a gentle invitation.
An opening to welcome it,
The courage to step toward it,
With a quiet whisper of truth,
Calling us home, where we belong.
