Pushing Forward

I push forward into the life I’m meant to have, instead I the life I thought I should have.

Most of the time I trust in the universe that what I’m meant to have, I will have.

The people I need to assist me on my journey and help me fulfil my purpose will be placed in my life, and those that no longer serve their purpose will be removed.

Sometimes it takes me a while to see things clearly.

Sometimes it takes me a while to get into acceptance of what happens to be.

Sometimes I doubt, sometimes I get confused and lost.

Sometimes I struggle and resist.

I often get stuck trying to “figure it out” which inevitably always fails.

I’ll try hard to predict the future based on the past or present, a future that for all I know, may never come, instead of trusting.

Sometimes I forget to be patient.

Then I remember that the only I thing I may ever know for sure, is right now.

I guess this is all part of my humanness.

In the end though, I always have a knowing deep down inside, that my creator is all around me, and I will always, no matter what, be okay.

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The Puzzle

Can I tell you a story?

It’s about a girl who came into this world with the purpose of remembering what she was here to do.

She came from a different dimension, another world and
chose this life, these parents, this place, to fulfill a destiny.

She yearned to know the experience of what it is like to be human.

As time went on, instead of remembering that she came from her loving creator and was also equally was a part of it, therefore possessed the ability to create anything she could dream up, she just forgot more and more.

The feeling of separation from her creator grew and grew as a result of this human character that her ego created, in an effort to protect her from things that happened to her.

She suffered on this earth for a long time until she could no longer stand the suffering.

She thought she wanted to die but in reality it was her soul wishing for the death of her ego.

Eventually her ego cracked just enough to allow an awakening to occur.

Suddenly she saw the world in a different light.

She started to remember.

An outstanding idea presented itself that she could end her suffering, that she could just stop resisting.

Like a child with her nose pressed up against a puzzle, therefore not even noticing that it is in fact a puzzle, she could not see that the puzzle pieces created a whole entire image.

As she backed away from the puzzle a breathtaking image appeared.

Another idea came to her.

Even though at close range she could see how the pieces fit together so perfectly, so effortlessly, just maybe there was more to see, like a puzzle inside of a piece of a much larger puzzle.

One she might never be able to back away from enough to see the whole of it.

And that was okay with her.

She was okay with not seeing, not knowing it all because there was something else that could, the designer of it all.

If something could create such a perfect image, she might be able to trust that thing.

That was the beginning of this girl letting go.