I had taken a small pause from posting on my blog for a while. I thought I am not ready, not good enough, not having good spelling, finding all sorts of excuses to supress myself from expressing my creativity and sharing with others my feelings, my thoughts. I said to myself: who am I to think I have the right to influence others through my posts? I found the answer within myself. I am what I am. I am a human being with a sparkle of God within me. I am the same as you.’’ I am everybody and I am nobody. I am what you are’’.
I am searching for my life purpose, although I know I live my purpose every day. If you’re reading this, don’t ignore it. It’s meant for you. I want you to know not all the people feel they have a purpose in life, not all are awaken. Most of them are still asleep, running in a rat race for survival.
![]() We all evolve. Sooner or later we all return home.
![]() So let it happen. Stay as much as you need to stay and let it go when there’s nothing else to show.
If you’ve seen the light or just a part of it, express it somehow. May it be smile, a hug, a drawing, a song, a poem, a kind word or action that comes from your heart, don’t hide it. It’s your responsibility and is a huge one. You’ve seen what you’ve seen for a reason. Don’t doubt. Don’t fear. There will be more to judge you. To stop you. Because they can’t understand how you could make it. We judge only what we cannot understand.
If Edison would have kept for him the light bulb, we might have still used candles to do our daily things.
Don’t question yourself if you feel that urge. Express it somehow, persevere. If it’s wrong once, choose another way. Show the Universe you’re worthy of your mission. Do it freely. Don’t expect any rewards. Do it as if this would be your last day on this Earth. Remorse feels better than regret. Don’t think you’ll have time tomorrow, tomorrow may never come.
![]() *need to mention the God in the context is not the old beard man, sitting up in Heaven judging us for our wrongs. It’s the Universal force that keeps the Earth spinning, hearts beating, making flowers bloom & the Sun rising every morning. You call it what you will, I choose God.
Thank you for images,
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