Music, words and images. A truth seeking wanderer.
As we get older, we are often reminded of our mortality, our fragility, and the inevitable end of this journey.
As relationships, friends, family members, and memories fade and fall away, we quietly posit and define chapter headings to our story. Every milestone initiates a recapitulation, as we inevitably, and perhaps unexpectedly, check in with ourselves. Are we living our real and true mission? Is this all there is to life? How much time do we have left?
There are many ways in which events we may or may not have any control over will sabotage the flow of our lives, diverting us from our mission.
“They” don’t think like you. Their values are alien, and their beliefs would confuse you. Call them “elite” or whatever you wish, but they exist in another reality.
Purpose can be an elusive notion. We go through life gleaning insights, aspirations and perspectives from influencers and our environment, but we’re also born with a compass and a map. We just don’t live in a world that actively engenders spiritual relationship with the self.
It’s funny, really. When you get your head twisted around by distorted realities and hidden agendas, you can be led to believe anything. Years can pass before anything truly important gets done, meanwhile you wonder why you feel so empty.
