These past few weeks have been very interesting. I've been learning a lot about my family and myself as a product of my family. What I mean by 'family' is family history. All the good and the bad that it entails. I've been learning that the way I feel about certain things at this point in my life have been affected by the decisions, actions and relationships of my family, both immediate and extended. Family is important. It’s the only thing that is for life, when all else is gone.
I've been thinking a lot about identity and where and how that evolves. Not to mention, the complexities of my own identity and how I define myself. I am feeling a shift in the way I see myself and how that affects my purpose. More specifically, in what ways do I, and how can I maintain a life of purpose? How can I live a life that is meaningful to me? I know that I accomplish a part of this through my service to others and the dedication to maintaining a healthy and active lifestyle. Currently, educating myself is also a source of meaning for me. Sometimes it can be hard to find meaning in life or feel like you’re living purposefully. When it is, you have to remember where your passion lies. That requires taking a look inward.
I am learning about unconditional love and how that exists in family. I am appreciating a deeper meaning of the act of forgiveness and the strength it gives to future generations. I am learning about patience and time and recognizing again how those things play a part in my life everyday. I'm trying to accept all the things I am being shown at this moment in time. It is a challenge and a struggle to understand but I acknowledge them as points of change and betterment. Some things are revealed when you know a little more and can see more clearly. Most importantly though, I’m learning how I can be more of a woman, and less of a girl.
Do people walk away from being with me having a sense that they are loved, worthy, and have much to offer?
About Me
- Lady of Light
- I'm a Cancer. I have curly hair. I practice yoga. I knit. Music is my muse. Food is my friend. I dabble in aromatherapy. I am hardly ever without a good lotion or a choice essential oil. Sometimes I cry, but I laugh mostly. Everyone should sleep on nice linens. I like people with good hearts. My favorite colour is red. Curtains dress up a room nicely. I'm an Indian Princess.
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