Am I true to my purpose?

Every once in a while I have to do an inventory and ask myself if I am staying true to the purpose of this blog. Are the posts pointing back to a reverence of life ?

My original goal was to share my own life in my chosen path of loving and respecting the world I walk in. I will have to let my few readers determine my score since I can't see the forest for the trees I love so much.

Can one take her convictions too far? Have I become blind in my commitment to "practice what I preach", "to think and do" ?

I will share two instances in recent days that may confirm that I have gone over the edge.

• I was sitting in traffic, to my right over a small bridge a construction crew was pushing an Alder tree 🌳  over. When it cracked and fell, I felt a pain in my heart as if a part of me snapped with it.

• A feather 🪶  floated down from above, right in front of me as I was walking and contemplating life. Fresh from its giver, soft downy gray. As I held it I felt hopefully connected to this tough yet fragile world.

I have hit the ? key often in this post. While I do not doubt myself, I question if I go too far. And just as importantly, I question if I touch anyone with the words and thoughts that I throw into the ether.

We become what we measure

"...The king was in the counting house, counting out his money..." 

Wish I had a kingdom 👑and needed a house for my riches. 

What a lovely thought. But what kind of life would I have  if the best part was sitting in the counting house?

Contrary to popular belief, keeping count will make us neither rich nor royal. What I have seen is, we tend to become what we measure. 

• How many hours, what was the score, calories eaten, dollars earned or spent, miles driven, temperature?

Keeping a running total is not a bad thing. There is satisfaction in making a goal, measuring progress and attaining the end.

Here is the rub, the focus and love of the "game " removes us from the essence of life. The nourishment and nectar is in the living.

If there is a pot of gold at the end of our rainbow 🌈, I hope I have the strength and wisdom to dance a joy dance, fill my pockets as full as I can and then get back to the journey. 

As Martin Luther King Jr said"...the means and the ends are inseparable".

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