(Originally published on The Nancy Who Drew )
I led a pretty colorful life when I was younger, replete with adventures,misadventures,and major traumas. But my story really isn’t about that; it’s about what I made of it all in the end. And about why I chose to create such and such for myself – so that I would remember a past life. A past death. So that this life of mine would finally make sense. As it did, in terms of soul memory.
There is a reason for everything that happens. An intelligence behind everything that happens, whether we’re aware of it or not. We can’t just mouth the words, ‘I create my own reality,’ we have to believe it as well. And then we have to ask why. Why did I need to experience XYZ?
I subtitled my book, The Memoir That Solved A Mystery, because I really did solve a mystery. It takes a tremendous amount of push to write and publish a book. Memoir, especially, is not for the faint of heart. Perseverance, Persistence and Push were my mantras. But one day I was able to make the needed connections, and it seemed nothing less than a miracle that I was finally able to connect the dots, find a raison d’etre for why things had to happen the way that they did. So that one day I would say, Ohhhhh…..
So this is what I say to those who might be suffering on this journey through life ~
It’s going to be okay. Trust that it’s going to be okay. Meanwhile, keep looking for clues. Be aware of the mystery of your being. Keep being the Seeker. Keep believing that one day you will find Beauty in the wound, Peace in the understanding, and Grace all around.