Purposeful  ☘

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For a long time, over

four ecades, I never really

seemed to understand or appre-

hend for that matter the purpose of 

my life and my role in this world. Over the 

years, life was something that I barely managed. 

Something to endure with everything going on inside 

* me and what was going on outside of me. I was never *

* able to grasp the meaning of life and I always seemed to *

lag behind in every field of life. I can assure you that I was not

remotely in tune with my body and my tender heart ❤ seemed

to constantly ache. My mind was not up to date with what was

going on with the outside world. I knew that I was destined to *

* achieve great things but I believed my chances were gone once

and for all so I settled for a simple quiet life with the love of my

life, bought a car, got a steady job, bought our dream house, *

started a family. I don’t know exactly when & where things

started to change course. There were subtle changes such

as starting to appreciate the gentle wind stroking my

* cheeks while sitting on a bench with the sun *

beaming at my face. Then it came to that

I attracted the right people at the

perfect timing.

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And there I was with my first ever exhibition of my own and

while planning that I became pregnant with a beautiful baby

girl. And work wise changed dramatically drastically for the

better.

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Don’t make your work your top priority.

Don’t make the same mistake as I did for *

* way too long. Don’t make it more important 

than your inner peace. It may have cost me the *

shattered dream of a second baby. Although I am 

not entirely sure, I know now that I made my work 

my top priority thinking that I could handle having 

* everything that I dreamed of if only I did my best, *

worked hard and just got to it accordingly. And boy, 

* I couldn’t have been more wrong but I guess that *

* I wouldn’t end up right here and right where I am *

at in my life having the time of exploring my writing. 

So. I am just saying. Please don’t make the same *

mistake as I believe that your work lies with the 

value of who you are. You are not your work 

and your work doesn’t define who you are. 

Only you define your work through you. 

Please stop doing that. Please start being it.