“In fertile soil
may the essence of your dreams
grow into magnificent blossoms.”
Listen. Listen to your heart.
To the place inside that is yearning.
Is there a dream not realized…
Something that won’t go away?
Listen. Listen to the longing.
Honor the truth
And make a plan.
Your destiny awaits.
I’m really beginning to realize that each and every one of us comes into this world to play a part, or role, that is integral to the whole of the story.
I believe that deep down, in that place that no one else hears, there is a voice that speaks to us and guides us to our destiny.
I also believe that we spend an awful lot of time edging that voice out with the thinking voice in our head.
Here’s to quieting the mind and allowing the essence of our dreams to speak in tones we can hear. And then may we make plans to honor what we hear, that which we already know deep inside.