The Crossroads of Should and Must – Elle Luna

Hi everyone,

I just read the Medium.com article entitled, The Crossroads of Should and Must, by Elle Luna and HAD TO, JUST HAD TO share it with you.  So much of what she says resonates with me and I hope it will with you as well!  This article went viral back in April 2014 (wish I’d seen it then!) and Ms. Luna now has a book by the same title:

 

MUST read for me and maybe you too!

 

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Life Purpose Vol. III

_Don't ask yourself what the world

Exploring my life purpose has been an ongoing project which intensified over the last couple of years.  A few months ago, I re-discovered a book I bought a couple of years ago called Live Your Life Purpose by Dorothy Ratusny.

Ms. Ratusny provided the following questions which I found to be very helpful.  Get your journal out, dear people, and answer these questions:

1.  I am happiest when I am…

2.  If I didn’t have to work for a living (and I had more money than I could ever spend), I would…

3.  I feel most passionate about…

4.  I feel the greatest sense of joy and fulfillment…

5.  Others come to me for help with…

6.  My innate gifts are…

7.  My earlier life experiences have prepared me…

8.  What I most love is…

9.  I have the ability to…

10.  What I have recently gone through has made me realize…

What are you waiting for?  Get yourself that double espresso or a nice soothing cup of tea and sit yourself down in a quiet room, or on the deck, and get writing.  I’m telling you, mining the answers to these questions will bring you gold, the invaluable, potentially life altering, kind :).

 

Mary Oliver poems

I’ve recently woken up to the poetry of Mary Oliver. I don’t know why I haven’t really discovered her till now; it wasn’t for lack of the universe whispering her name in my ear! Here are two of her poems that I love.

The Journey by Mary Oliver
 
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

 

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.