This has been an expression near and dear to my heart for the past 20 years.
'What you are seeking is seeking you.'
It makes so much sense and is rooted in universal laws for we live in a world of attraction. What we [focus] on expands - it's just the law of the universe. So, it's not that much of a stretch of the mind if you think about it . . . what I'm seeking is seeking me.
Our soul exists to experience the ONE THING it was meant to be. The clearer you become on what it is you are seeking and practice feeling that in your heart, you begin drawing the experiences toward you - the ONES that stir your soul.
For years I closed myself off. Let's face it life seems to be easier when we dull our senses but is that really living? Like everyone, I built walls around me . . . isolating my higher self from the emotions my soul wanted me to feel.
I was afraid of getting hurt . . . again.
I stopped looking up - fearful of what I might see.
I buried my head in the sand.
I lost myself in the only thing I knew . . . my work. Like everyone else I was defined by it.
I couldn't see the signs. I wasn't tuned in. I was unable or unwilling to live for the moment and to be honest I didn’t even know how to do it. An uncertain future clouded my view.
Despite losing myself in what I call the 'Land of More’, a familiar whisper pulled me out of my abyss.
"What you are seeking is seeking you."
This inspired way of being began to shape my world.
It rocked me to my core. It pulled me out of my comfort zone . It helped me become who I was meant to be and for the first time in my life, I felt alive!
When I chose to listen, the whisper resonated in the stillness of the night - in the moments of quiet reflection . . . away from the others . . . removed from the unwanted sound of the world. You know what that sounds like right . . . noise!
Today is a new day. A new world. The whisper now roars with the force of a Tsunami. I welcome it like a best friend. It's as if my soul is dancing with the soul of the universe. It's an inspired way of being and seeing the world. Noticing the things that matter. Acting on the thoughts that matter . . . the inspired actions that defibrillate my soul.
I don't question it.
I don't overanalyze or rationalize it.
The whisper illuminates my inner world like a bolt of lightning.
When it's time to listen . . . really listen, I close my eyes, place a hand upon my heart, smile in gratitude for all that I am. Nothing is random. I can see that clearly now. I am more and more aware of the signs, the people, the places and the opportunities that show up along the way.
I don't know what the hell I'm doing but what I know for certain is this:
What I've been seeking has found me.
I've arrived.
I'm home.
