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Purpose

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Hey, you!
How’s it going? Today is June 9th, 2019.

I’m thankful that I’ve gotten to rest these days. (Rest doesn’t come easy for me at times; I’m working on that).

I have a question for you, and I am genuinely curious to see your answers.
I’m in a group on facebook where other women with Cerebral Palsy come together to share their experiences, joys, and to ask questions we probably couldn’t ask in ‘real life’.

In the group I posted a question:
How do you find purpose if you’re unemployed due to a physical or mental illness?

I’ve been struggling with this because I feel as though I’m in a constant state of letting time pass, or overworking myself when I decide to take on an art project, writing project, or a writing class.

To say that I am unsatisfied would be a lie. I’ve come far from where I was a few months ago, and I’m not ungrateful in the slightest. The scenery is different; it is beautiful here.

Now, I just have to figure out a new routine here, as a disabled person as well as an introvert.

This is why I wanted to ask you, the person reading this, how do you find purpose if you are disabled; or if like me, you are still searching for that fulfillment, what are you passionate about?

I’m so excited to hear what you have to say! Hopefully, we can learn from each other. I’ll see you soon.

-Esmeralda

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Passion’s Redirection

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It breaks my heart when something I believed in, disappoints me in the biggest ways. Perhaps, you know this feeling too. At some point, we all do – mothers, wives, caretakers, musicians, scientists – wherever you fall on the continuum, you are appreciated. You are worthy of your purpose.

Your story does not have to end, nor does your soul wish to remain useless; it may just be time to trail off the beaten path, or simply take a break.

As a passionate person, I thrive on fighting for good. I thrive when other people are lifted up. While I acknowledge my ego’s existence, I genuinely love helping people.

As you may have predicted, this sometimes pigeonholes me. I am often put in a position for the world to devour me, without so much as giving my spirit back.

Things are looking up, however. I met a beautiful friend, named Katelynn:
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I was able to get rent paid, finally; this affords me more time to get all the details of everything together to see where the road takes me. Moving into a bigger state would be a better option for me, for a number of reasons, including better health care.

I’m looking forward to seeing where the wind takes me, and I hope to see you around.

I love you.
Welcome home.
You’re safe here.





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Forget the Numbers, Remember Your People.

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Most of us who are full-time artists are go-getters.

 

We’re ambitious. We’re talented. Some of us are perfectionists, and some of us are fueled by tangible results. We should be. It’s wise to pay attention to what propels us and to take note of what knocks us back a few spaces.

What about when we see nothing?

 

How do we respond when there’s little harvest yielded from the seeds we’ve sewn?

Perhaps it’s hard to remember that you don’t need to automatically measure your capacity and strengths by how many lives you’ve touched, or how many hearts you have (or seemingly have not) mended solely by the numbers you are presented with.

 

For entrepreneurs, self-starters, coaches, trainers, surgeons, volunteers, anyone who is driven by positive results, it can be hard to realize that numbers are only half the battle. Sometimes, we unconsciously wrap up our worth into the results given back to us.

 

The loud, the proud, the bold, all of us who will not be silent, can accidentally forget that because we are the voice of the voiceless, our audience, our dear friends, our readers, our students, are the quiet ones.

 

They matter most. We are fighting for them. We raise our voice for them, and they will, of course, not be the first in the room to clap, speak up, or reciprocate the verbal praise that we’ve extended to them.

 

But, their silence does not measure their level of gratitude.

God is also silent.

 

No amount of SEO, analytics, or traffic, can measure the gratitude someone feels in their heart when they feel truly heard, valued and recognized.


So, when you think about giving up your counseling career, your podcast, your book (for the umpteenth time) gently bring your attention to the quiet souls in your life. They are cheering you on. They need you, and their value can never be measured in numbers.

Keep going.
If not for you, for them.

I love you. You’ve got this. 

 

Welcome home.

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Start Where You Are

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Getting started is the hardest part of anything.

If you struggle with getting started, this post is dedicated to you. If you are a creative soul with billions of ideas, and you get excited to have a new idea, but then find yourself suddenly discouraged at the thought of executing those ideas: you are not alone.

I, too, struggle with getting started. I’ve struggled with it since childhood. I started writing poetry when I was seven years old. I have no good excuse as to why I haven’t yet written and published a book yet, other than the simple truth that I get stuck in my head. The ideas keep playing on loop. The possibilities often remain possibilities.

I can empathize with the thought of pouring my heart into a work of art, and then breaking my own heart as I imagine it going unopened or unread. Every artist knows this internal struggle. I know you do, too.

Tonight, this will change; for you and for me.


Let’s jump together. Let’s try together. 

I’d like to ask you to get started on whatever it is that you want to do. Forget that you don’t know all the technicalities yet, set aside the need to retain more, and start to do more.

The world already has enough experts. There is only one you.

Give yourself permission to begin. You are beautiful. You are talented. You deserve to end the war within yourself. You are worthy of the purpose you seek. You can create whatever it is that you want. 

Maybe you’re a helper who longs to help. Perhaps you’re a painter, a poet, a musician, a mother whose dreams were put on hold, a hardworking father worn out by the daily grind.

This is your permission, friend. Go after what your soul is hungry for. I shoulder the highs and lows with you. I’m more than happy to do so.

So,

What are you going to do now?

If you need someone to share your ideas with, feel free to E-Mail carla@welcomehomehealing.com

There’s nothing we can’t do together.
Thank you for being here with me.

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