La Passion

I have a toddler with a singular purpose in his daily life. His purpose is to just be.

What if.

What if I lived my life with a singular purpose? What if that purpose is to just be? To just be me. To be the me I was created to be?

My little man knows how to do that. And his contribution to this world just as he is, is enough. In fact, it is breathtaking.

La Passion. Zest. Exuberance. Fire. Intensity. Fervor. That. That to me sounds like the good life. La vie douce. Yes. Please.

(Fyi… this is little man’s favorite song. He knows truth when he hears it.)

Renaissance 101

I think everyone encounters a crisis of belief of sorts in their lifetime; where your fundamental ‘raison d’etre’ gets challenged.

Reverse engineering the essence of you and your reason for being doesn’t have to be a daunting task.

I like to picture myself as a little girl. A little girl who didn’t know hurt other than an occasional scraped knee. It is as simple as that. Whatever that little girl did…. I want to do that.

My bliss, my raison d’etre comes out of me just being me.

You do you boo. You do you.