In this information age everything is upon us with just the push of a button. Knowledge and just about everything else is there for all of us without the slightest indication that quick sometimes unsettles our quiet. In saying this I in no way want to go back to card catalogs or manual stereos. But priorities can be turned topsy turvy in the hustle and bustle of our new millennium.
Regardless of where you fit in the scheme of things, finding you is imperative to true peace of mind. For years I yearned to find my place, my voice, my calling. It seemed as though i was chasing ghosts. Elusive ghosts at that! I didn't want to hear the quiet, but instead ran headlong into the noise. The noise of acceptance. The noise of status. The noise of materialism. The noise of external love. The noise of just measuring up to whatever was considered success. I discovered an interesting truth in all of this searching. And that was: Nothing or no one can help you on this journey. Not mom, not dad, not children, nieces, nephews, aunts or uncles...it is a solo metamorphosis.
When the light goes on and mind, body and spirit are on the same page the universe seems to open up its arms, giving you a power that steps out of the noise into that quiet space, a space where self appreciation looms large. It's not anything magical. It just feels that way. Once tapped into the mystery reveals itself...happily. And although finding information at the push of a button is remarkable, nothing compares to the magnificence of finding that precious, often undiscovered, gem called you.
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