Unexpectedly, this series of events–meeting new people in a new place offered me a new platform that aligns with my gift of writing. Those connections that were made six months ago also coincided with an event that happened two months later. That second event happened one night in late June when I stopped at the Walgreens on James Island after attending my niece’s summer camp orchestra concert.
Beyond our stories, our personal and collective awakenings to sacred purpose may be inconvenient and uncomfortable. They may even ruffle some feathers, repudiate some expectations, and disrupt the status quo–resulting in external pressures that might try to coerce us into conforming. However, when we awaken to what’s true internally–although “all hell is breaking loose” externally–we feel at home with ourselves and we yearn to live from that place of blissful authenticity.
After a tumultuous year, the first weekend of the last quarter of 2017, which also ushered in the harvest moon, was providing a sign post. You see, the harvest is much bigger and a lot closer when we approach it with the understanding that it’s never just about us. This past weekend was about connecting with sacred purpose as a family member and a global citizen.