The Hunt For My Flame

I’ve been in search of two things my whole life.

Purpose and satisfaction

Knowing who I am, what I’m meant for and finding my joy in it.

What I have found

—Instead……

A lost and broken spirit, numbed by my lack of ability to make the right choices.

One who has morphed and become less than, thousands of times, over and over again. Painting the picture of another’s idea of those words, in an effort to please.

Tearing away flowers and flesh to become someone, something else for everyone, but me.

I’ve scoured my soul trying to understand where and how I lost direction, meaning and myself.

Redirecting and redefining.

Forgiving and accepting, finally breaking free.

Finding that spark. That part of me kept buried deep inside, hidden away and protected.

Hoping, waiting, dreaming of the moment it would be uncovered and loved.

I still have a long journey ahead. Changing my perspective and letting love return. But the past no longer holds its power over me.

I am free to realize my purpose and sit in the exuberant glow of that satisfaction.