What is the meaning of life? part one

I ponder this question much and with my limited brain power have come to the conclusion that much of what our perception of the meaning of life is subjective to our own reality.

Our own reality may be skewed or colluded but if we have the desire, we can know our life purpose. Having a mental health disorder does not prevent this from happening. My reality is such that I can create my own life experiences by emitting to the universe my soul’s desires manifesting better outcomes leading to the finding of my purpose in this life.

Does that make sense?

My strong belief is that we each do have a purpose in this life but many of us are not aware enough to begin to travel on the right road. For me this process has been with an ebb and flow that keeps furthering me along the right path I believe with minor detours but like a labyrinth always leading me to the center of the enigma. This enigma is life. A puzzle waiting to be solved, and the key is to not forget the solution.

For me this means many things, mainly that I am taking care of myself first, second taking care of my situation and third giving back once I find that right beat that only I and only you can walk to. The beat of the drum that makes sense to you and you alone. That is what I am talking about.

It is like a chess game. yes I am currently obsessed with chess but have not seen the Queen’s Gambit. There are many obstacles in chess and life, but we can work on solutions. Some days may seem like defeat, but in defeat we are constantly learning. And with this new information we can change our life path…

Of course Jesus is at the center of ALL I DO! But He is not here with me making these decisions or is He? That gentle nudge to do something healthy, that reminder, the Holy Spirit is active and waits for us to consult him.

We just have to ask and emit our desires to the Universe and the Source of all that is Good and sit back and wait…

It is that easy for me but hard at the same time.

peace love light and joy



Breakthroughs and finding purpose in life

Every now and then I have breakthrough and this weekend I had a few.  There are so many ups and downs with this complex disorder as I have written recently (check out recent blog below- this disease can be brutal a few weeks ago).  But there are some good moments too and when one of these occur it is worth noting.

Yesterday, I went to a funeral for one of my husband’s coworkers.  I did not know him well but my husband worked with him for many years.  I didn’t really want to go but knew it was important to support my husband of 24 years who has stood by me and my disorder although he doesn’t understand any of it, only that he will support me as best as he is able.  So yesterday was my turn to support him and I did.  Not only did I go dressed appropriately for a funeral but I made myself available to his needs.  Toward the end of the funeral he put his arm around me and pulled me close.  He was hurting and although he has rare displays of affection, I think he was overcome with emotion and reached out to me and I allowed it, leaning into his embrace and remained that way till the end of the service.

Often I lack the ability to experience emotions due to the negative symptoms of this disorder.  I wasn’t emotional yesterday but my husband was and I was there for him which is HUGE!  My daughter pointed out after I explained what had happened that I always provide comfort for him, always she repeated.  This observation put me on top of the world.  There is hope for me.

On another note, I have been very busy lately taking care of my parents.  This gives me great pleasure to be a blessing to them.  And the fact that they appreciate it wholeheartedly makes me even more happy.  I gave them so much grief as a teenager (a premonition of mental disorder to come perhaps) that I find myself these days really missing them the days they don’t require my help.  Today I took them to Church and they treated me to an amazing breakfast!  So even though I am not working now, I get to help them and my sixteen year old son and know that it would be much harder my days without such great purposes in my life.

We all need a reason to live.  And today I have several reasons, my husband, 3 children, my elderly parents and a few good friends.  I also have people who support me too when I am having a hard time and they know who they are!

Through these observations this weekend and past months, I find much hope and encouragement to fight those feelings of not wanting to be alive and that just feels right.  Write to me if you are having a hard time finding purpose in your life if you are open to sharing and are willing to look at difficulties in a new light.  Each time I conquer one of the many facets of this disorder I want to scream it from the rooftops, there is hope!