Remember Why You Came Here
There comes a time for us all when we see that a deeper step than ‘having a purpose’ is coming to know that we are purpose.
As the tides of my soul and personality’s love affair and battle die down in the inevitability of mutual surrender,
A deeper movement starts to stir, like a fountain pouring through the core of my soul and tingling in the flex of my muscles.
A voice within, ancient yet young – a youth of endless summers – starts to whisper…
I no longer have a purpose. I am purpose.
My purpose is simple: To be what I am.
I am power.
I am the lightning of Presence arriving as unconditional empowerment to all in my field,
I am the infinity of God’s ecstatic Heart relishing its own strength.
I am the exhilaration of knowing that every step that brought me here – every moment of joy, loss, suffering, love, trauma and seeking – was right.
And the Goddess is with me.
I feel her as tongues of flame licking my soul and burning it clean.
I feel her as the soft reeds of grass stroking my lion paws as I stride through the open plains of the African night.
I feel her as the fertile black soil of love into which I ground this staff of Presence.
And it feels good.