My
day continued in the regular routine of being a snail. I would work some on the computer and then
watch some TV. The afternoon arrived
with a program featuring certain celebrities it was called; “Life Class…the
tour.” The speaker was someone I
respected and I decided to watch. She
brought on a man who was minister. My
first thought was “Oh, Dear.” And then I
decide I could work on the computer and listen to him as well. Guess what?
I ended up watching and listening.
His message was “purpose” and “passion.”
Every word that came out of the man’s mouth was optimistic. The program was on for two hours. My head felt like there were fireworks going
off; so many light bulbs popping in my mind.
He said something that really hit home for me; “Follow your passion and
that is your purpose.” How many of us
wonder what our purpose is? I have
forever. I have gone from one thing to
another trying to find what the heck I suppose to be doing. I have even mediated to God, whatever you
want me to do I would do it, perhaps it would easier if He would just call me
(a little humor). Then I had a question;
does my passion fit my talent? Maybe,
just feeling the passion for something gives you the purpose. I will continue with my passion of sharing my
life with the universe.
So,
here I am a Sunday doing things I am unaccustomed; not mediating and watching
not just one but two programs I have never watched. You know the saying, “Everything happens for
a reason?” I believe in this; simply
turning on the TV gave me a day of empowerment about myself. I also learned when you judge things from the
past you could be missing the present. Whatever,
God intentions was that morning with us missing our private time together was
His way of answering my question; “Why purpose do I have here?” I thank Him for continuing giving me miracles
every day. I am still waiting for the call though…I do have other questions. Go on a "Magic Carpet" ride; dance on the stars, snuggle with moon and feel the breeze upon your face as the Universe caress your cheek.
Simply dance..

Feel Life...just dance.
Monday, April 16, 2012
What is Your Purpose?
This
past Sunday, I found myself doing something that was out of character. I general approach Sunday’s as snail’s day;
there is no jumping out of bed and making sure I am available to the world at a
set time. Probably the only thing I do
repetitive every morning is I meditate, besides doing the usual like the rest
of world. I am not a person who goes to
church regularly even though I do go with my father on those special religious
dates; Easter and Christmas. I consider
my time with “God” not only private but personal. I do not like being distracted by others and
to be quite honest I am selfish when it comes to being with Him. Even though my time with Him is not where He
is totally focused on me, I like the illusion it is just Him and I. There
is magic at believing for those moments His presents are just with me. I tell this in order for you to understand my
actions this past Sunday was unusual for me.
I am still not sure why I decided to turn on the TV before meditating
and yet I did. Even though I have never
watch a channel where a minister was speaking about their beliefs to a group of
people, I found myself doing exactly what was out of my comfort zone…listening
this to the minister. I am not much on
embracing most ministers’ words for the sermons are negative. I feel we all struggle in trying to live by
this impression we are supposed to seek perfection in order to receive complete
approval from God. The minister words were filled with the idea
we are to sow seed, to unite in helping others.
I found his words to be positive and reinforce a truth most of us ignore…we
are united. I listened to him until he finished
perhaps wondering when he would start humanizing God, he never did. He told stories of sowing the seed; people
giving even though they were cloak with despair, helping others through their
misery. The stories were enlightening
for he filled the sanctuary with hope.
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