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  • Writer's pictureDeb

Living a Life of Joy...

...OR, realizing that when you're doing what makes you happy, you're truly living your life's purpose.

Buttercups, harvested from my fields in the spring, bring me joy for the rest of the year

If you're anything like me (and PLEASE someone tell me I'm not alone!), you've probably spent time thinking:

Just what the heck am I supposed to be doing?

What's my purpose in this lifetime?

What does God / Source / the Universe expect of me?

Or in a flashback to my days of Catholic do I get to heaven?

Let's ponder this

Where do we go to find the answers to those big questions?

Years ago, I fell in spiritual love with Dr. Wayne Dyer (remember how he used to have those Sunday morning telethons on PBS?). He was really my introduction to the world of spirituality. Waaaay different than religion. And so much more comfortable. I found I could just slip in and out when I wanted. It was easy. It fit. And then I started thinking... How do I meditate? What if I don't do this right? What if I don't "get" it?

What I thought would be so easy (like the hippies in the glory days of Woodstock) was actually starting to freak me out.

So I read more books. Saw readers, and psychics, and astrologers. I found reassurance and then promptly lost it again. I knew my "purpose" was out there (right?) -- I just needed the right person to point me in its direction.

I became a reiki master-teacher, a feng shui practitioner, and a master dowser.