Attention Purpose Seekers! It’s Your Time!

Attention Purpose Seekers! It’s Your Time!

Seeking our purpose can be extremely frustrating and confusing. We know that there is more to life than what we are currently experiencing, but we are not quite sure what that “more” is. Purpose seeking is a way of life for so many people. They don’t have a clue what they are supposed to be doing with their life. They go from day-to-day, month-to-month and year-to-year trying to figure out what they were born to do.

Unfortunately, some individuals leave this earth with their purpose still in them. But that does not have to be your story. It is not by accident that you landed on this article. I believe that this is a divine connection. It’s your time to go from purpose seeker to being someone who is living in purpose.

Do you feel like you are purposed to help others? Do you feel led to inspire others to move past obstacles and achieve their goals? Are you a creative goal-getter on fire to make a difference? If you answered “yes” then part of your purposeful living design could include becoming a Certified Life Coach.

As a Certified Life Coach, you can discover your purpose, unleash your purpose and transform your purpose into profits. You can also find the missing piece to why you feel like something is missing in your life. Becoming a Certified Life Coach can make a huge difference in your life.

As you are on the journey to discovering and unleashing your purpose it is important to break through any purpose blockers. There is always going to be something or someone trying to hinder your success, but you have to make up your mind that you are not going to let anything or anyone stop you from living the life that God has destined for you to live. It’s your life so live it… PURPOSEFUL!

Given A Wink from the Universe

Given A Wink from the Universe

Things work out perfectly sometimes in a wink from the universe.

Like when you arrive at the platform just as your train is pulling into the station. Or when you’ve got the exact right amount of change in your pocket for the parking meter. Or when you’re standing in line at the grocery store and you meet your future husband.

Stuff like that. Right place, right time in the wink from the universe.

Change one tiny element, and your whole life might be completely different.

For a fleeting moment we feel like something special occurred, like fate, or serendipity. Of course, we inevitably brush it off as chance or coincidence.

But when such an event saves your life, it gets a little bit more difficult to call it blind luck.

Like during my first year of university, when I found myself in the wrong place at the right time.

My relationship with my mother was strained, to put it diplomatically. It often felt like constant arguments and relentless tension, with only enough respite in between so that we could catch our breath for the next round.

After years of tolerating her guilt trips and ridicule, the last straw came when she issued me an ultimatum. It was either her way or the highway.

I chose the highway, as anyone who knows me could easily predict.

That very night, as I left the house with everything I owned, she vowed to never speak to me again. No problem, I thought. At last, we saw eye to eye on something.

But despite my bravado, for the first time in my life I felt lost, alone, and confused. It was an emptiness I’d never felt before.

In an attempt to escape these new sensations, I agreed to take a road trip to Nova Scotia with my boyfriend.

Somehow, we scraped together just enough cash to do it, and with a car full of snacks, mix tapes, and youthful hope, we rode east on the open road. It’s hard not to think about your problems during a 24-hour ride in a cramped two-seater, but I did my best.

Once we arrived, I successfully managed to forget all the problems waiting for me back home. For one blissful week we visited his family members, took in the beauty of the province, and indulged in all the east coast food and drink we could handle. I loved every minute of it.

The day we were supposed to leave, the weather was beautiful.

As I sat in the passenger seat and stared out the window, I couldn’t stop thinking about all the great times I’d had over the last week. Dancing with my boyfriend’s uncles at a down east kitchen party. Devouring so much fresh seafood our stomachs hurt. Stunning scenic hikes that took my breath away. I hadn’t felt this way in a long time. Happy.

But as night fell, the weather changed, and my mood with it.

A dense fog appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, and cloaked the road in a thick vale of grey. Very quickly, I a wink of the universe the world felt dark and desolate. Our headlights stabbed out into nothing. We were alone in the world.

Silence filled the car; the fog having smothered the conversation as surely as it had smothered the light.

Now, in a wink of the universe, with no distractions, all I could think about was my situation back home. Did I make the right decision moving out? Would I ever speak to my mom again? Could I ever shake this feeling of emptiness and loneliness? I suddenly felt so sad and-

BANG!!!!!! I was rudely startled out of my rumination.

“I can’t control the car,” my boyfriend yelled, desperately trying to steer.

“What’s happening?” I screamed as the car swerved and drifted sideways. The tires screeched. Rocks, dust and dirt swirled all around us.

“Brace yourself!” he yelled.

I’m going to die, I thought.

We came to an abrupt stop, a cloud of dust settling around us. A friend of the fog.

My boyfriend was slumped over the steering wheel.

“Are you OK?” I asked, my voice trembling and frantic.

“Yes, I’m pretty sure we blew a tire,” he mumbled.

I breathed a sigh of relief. But it seemed our troubles weren’t quite over yet.

“I don’t have a spare. I just replaced these tires so I took the extra tire out to fit our bag.”

“What are we going to do? We’re in the middle of nowhere,” I said, panicked and scared. I looked out the window but the fog held no answers.

“I have no idea,” he snapped, and then opened his door and walked to the front of the car.

I joined him. We sat on the hood in silence.

“Maybe once it gets light out we can flag a car down to help.”

He nodded. Yes. The silence remained unchallenged.

“Are you guys OK?” a voice suddenly asked from behind us.

Startled, we screamed and jumped off the hood, turning to confront our murderer.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you,” the equally startled stranger explained.

“Oh my god! Where did you come from!?” I shrieked.

“Nowhere,” he answered cryptically, “but I’m heading to the next town. Did you want me to call a tow truck for you?”

“Yes, that would be great,” I said. Though I was starting to feel relieved, I still wasn’t convinced this man wasn’t going to pull out a machete or something. It’s an odd mix of emotions.

“Don’t worry. You’re safe now.” He smiled, and then turned and disappeared into the fog.

Baffled by his unexplained appearance (and disappearance), we did the only thing we could: Stare at each other in silent disbelief.

Fifteen minutes later, two streams of light sliced through the fog and found us by the side of the road.

It didn’t seem possible. The next exit was over 40 minutes away by car. How did that peculiar stranger get there so quickly?

This night had gone from beautiful to scary to weird.

“Blew a tire, I heard,” the tow truck driver yelled as he walked towards us.

“Yes, we did.”

“It was a pretty lucky coincidence, if you ask me,” he remarked.

“Excuse me?” I replied, confused.

“You didn’t hear about the pile up?”

“What pile up?”

“The fog is so thick past the next exit it caused a massive car pileup. If you didn’t blow your tire you probably would have ended up in that crash.”

I shuddered at the thought. Who knows what would have happened to us?

Wrong place, right time.

Before long, the tire had been fixed and we were back on the road again.

Hundreds of miles later, I still couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened.

I had never really paid much attention to coincidences. Like most people, I’d dismissed them as chance or luck.

But this felt like so much more to me. I felt like I’d personally been given a wink from the universe, and I just couldn’t ignore it.

The fog lifted that day, and so did my feelings of confusion and loneliness. I’d been so upset, wondering if I would ever speak to my mom again, and without that tire blowing I may never have had the opportunity.

The fog and the tire, two seemingly unrelated coincidences, had come together and created a life-changing moment for me.

My relationship with my mom has never been easy, but I did make up with her once I returned from that trip.

And from that day forward I paid much more attention to these “random,” unexplained moments.

A phone call from a long-lost friend I’d been thinking about, a timely financial windfall when I needed it most, a seemingly random meeting at a social event that lead to the perfect job opportunity.

Simple, amazing moments that together create something complex and beautiful, and guide me through this crazy life.

To quote one of my favorite authors, “Coincidence is the language of the stars. For something to happen, so many forces have to be put into action.” Paulo Coelho

The way I look at it, the wink form the universe is always trying to guide us, always trying to speak to us. We have the choice if we want to listen.

I’ve got my ear pressed close to the ground.

Do you?

Believing Dreams Will Come True

Believing Dreams Will Come True

Until when will you believe? What if you did everything you could, while believing, and still nothing’s happening? What will you do?
A. Let go?
B. Continue believing?
C. Work on something else?
I read somewhere that writing your goals will make it real for you. So, one time in December 2012, I wrote my goals, with a timeline. I felt superman powers that day that I thought by just writing all my very specific goals down (date with events), God will hear it and He will make it come true for me! Yes, like magic!

I am believing that and I believed it true that every day, I’d look at my list and would excitedly imagine it happening soon! Every morning I’d read my list and I’d pray for it.
Do you know what happened? Two out of the seven items came true! And guess what?! with exact time (month and year) and events!

Was it magic? Was it just perfect timing? Was it pure luck? or Was it because I believed?
What do you think? But, you know what? to this day I have not let go. I continue to believe that my five other items will come true soon!

I have to tell you though that even if I’d look at my list still, daily, and pray for it, I made sure to leave my concerns, worries and issues in God’s hands. Sister Teresa of Calcutta heard the voice of God while traveling by train, she believed it. She said it was a call within a call that she was to serve the poor in the slums. She asked permission, and even if it took a while for the permission to be granted, she didn’t lose hope. She said it wasn’t her will, it’s God’s will. She continued to believe, and the rest was history.

It is fun to dream! It is fun to look ahead and see the possibilities that are in store for us! It is fun to believe! As the days passed by in December 2012 and no event was happening, I knew there was nothing I could do if it wasn’t time yet. It will never be because I will it, it was all about God’s will, all according to His perfect timing.

Friends, there are three important things to think about here:

First, I hope we learn to let go. Not to let go of our dreams, but to let go of worrying, anxiety, and self-righteousness. If it is meant to be, God will make all our dreams come true for us. Right?

Second, I hope we will continue to believe in the beauty of our dreams. There will be a lot of times when we feel nothing is happening, but I believe that something within has started to grow, it just hasn’t shown in reality yet, but it is coming. It is coming soon!

Third, I hope we won’t get fixated that we forget to work on something else! Enjoy life! Show up!
Have fun! There is more to life than our dreams! Do something else! Embrace life’s other surprises!

I thank God for the options and alternatives.
My five items didn’t happen as planned. There were a lot of detours, diversions, stopovers, interruptions, challenges, and threats.
But, looking back now, it was beautiful! It was beautiful because it also came with a lot of hope, opportunities, lessons, joy and awesome surprises!
Just like Sister Teresa of Calcutta, let us not lose hope.
If God meant our dreams to come true, it will be in an easy and relaxed manner, in His perfect timing and for the highest good of all.
May all our dreams be blessed.
NAMASTE.