tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78373075874175277552024-03-20T06:19:25.484-07:00Soulful AnswersWhat is your soul's purpose?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-12996765642830587602012-10-21T11:42:00.000-07:002012-10-21T23:11:15.060-07:00Believe<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I started this project with such commitment. I believed in it. I believed in myself. I wanted answers.<br />
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Reality; I quickly became self conscience, embarrassed, and discouraged. I thought this would give me invaluable insight to finding my Soul's Purpose. I started asking the question, What is your soul's purpose?" People were uncomfortable which made me uncomfortable. So I would quit and then start again. And quit and you know... I considered revamping the site changing my question. The truth is I need to have more faith in me. It is OK to ask this question. I got a big vote of confidence and faith this morning. I checked my email for the first time in a month for Soulful Answers. Truthfully, there usually isn't anything there. Until today... I found this!<br />
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We are working on a show with Rick Warren and saw some interesting entries in your blog.</div>
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We are looking for some possible skypers for an upcoming show.</div>
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Can you please give me a call? And I can tell you more about it.</div>
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This came from OWN Oprah's Network!! It just goes to show you never know who is reading this. I am inspired to get back on track. To find the answer, "What is your Soul's Purpose?" I dare you to answer it. I am not going to take no for an answer! </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-16258368579841685662012-10-10T03:00:00.000-07:002012-10-10T03:00:12.953-07:00Amy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Soul 15:<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I believe
my soul's purpose is to be the best "me" that I can. To be
dependable, hardworking, and patient (I struggle most with the patience thing).
To be a good mom to my kids, a good wife to my husband, a good
writer to all my employers, a good citizen in the community, and a
good me to me! I think being good to yourself is often the hardest to do
and the easiest to let go by the wayside. But to be the best me, I have
to take that time for myself or everything starts falling apart. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I feel very
lucky that I am naturally an optimistic, lighthearted, silly person.
Considering that life can be very challenging, having a positive outlook
certainly helps me go through life and meet those challenges with a sense of
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my soul is me and I am my soul, my soul's purpose is to fulfill its destiny of
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 10.0pt;">I hope that
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-37198626558048117872012-10-05T03:00:00.000-07:002012-10-21T12:40:15.557-07:00DC, Jack Johnson, & Bieber Fever <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I have been a terrible blogger lately. No consistency. So sorry!<br />
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Today is Fresh Friday! A place for me to keep myself accountable. A time to let loose and hopefully express with excitement anything new I have tried, accomplished or brought to my life. I have actually done lots of new and exciting things lately, but since I haven't been writing I have just kept it to myself or possibly just put it on Facebook. So here it is I will give you the top 3 most exciting things that have happened to me since I last blogged...<br />
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First: I visited Washington DC for the first time! My husband and I had the chance to go for business, and decided it would be a great time to see as much of the city as possible. No Obama sightings. Which is probably for the best. I think my husband may have had some choice words for him. Although maybe that would have been cool to see! (By the way did you catch the presidential debate?) We did see every monument and most of The Smithsonian. We took a Red Bus tour which I highly recommend. They are an awesome way to see any city. We especially liked the tour after stuffing our bellies at The Old Ebbit Grill and having Sweet Carolina cocktails. I had no idea sweet tea vodka existed. That is one dangerous drink!<br />
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Second: I met Jack Johnson! I am just in love with his music. Not a day goes by that I don't listen and sing along to it. We were at Disneyland. He was there with his family. I actually recognized him from the back of his head. He was delightful and so sweet. I did totally interrupt his family time, and he could have been pist. He wasn't which makes me an even bigger fan. Living in LA we see people in the industry all the time. I usually try not to say anything and respect their privacy. Seeing one of my favorites busted that philosophy to shreds. I couldn't let the opportunity be passed up. I think I may have to start doing that more often. We saw Jane Fonda in the airport on our way to DC. I should have bugged her too. Why not, I mean the opportunity may never present itself again. You only live once right! <br />
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Third: I took my daughter to see Justin Bieber. It was actually really fun. Lots of little girls all decked out to worship their teen idol. He was a great performer. The coolest part for me was that my daughter wasn't at all embarrassed to go to a concert with her mom. We had a great time together, and she was so happy. It was awesome.<br />
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I will be a more consistent blogger. I pinky promise! Have a great weekend!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-35721508088726107462012-09-16T21:20:00.001-07:002012-09-16T21:20:33.702-07:00Annie<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Soul 14:<br />
Alrighty, here it is:<br />
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I believe my soul's purpose is
to be a caretaker. To care for my children, my friends, my family, my
clients, my pets, my garden and whatever life presents to me. Whether it
is cooking a meal, watering my plants, nursing my animals when they are
sick, or photographing a wedding... I'm fulfilling my soul's purpose.
I even believe that my artwork is a fulfillment of being a caretaker.
When I make art, I'm taking care of myself by expressing my creativity.
And sometimes, it results in bringing joy to others. When I photograph a
baby, a family, a couple getting married and even a boudoir session, I
capturing their memories, I'm the guardian of those memories. I take
that very seriously and I give myself over to them, emotionally and
psychically. It took me a very long time to come to this realization,
and honestly, this is the first time I've actually pinpointed it. But
unconsciously, I've been following this path for the past 6 years I
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xo~ Annie</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-86122240330119762622012-09-06T21:45:00.000-07:002012-09-06T23:22:06.528-07:00First Book<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What did I do this week that was new? Well it was actually a pretty low-key week. My kids were sick. So I was home a lot. No trips to the zoo to feed giraffes, just a normal week. So how can I fulfill this promise to myself to keep things Fresh this week?<br />
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Well, I finished my first book! Yes I wrote a fricken book! Granted anyone can write a book and publish it through Shutterfly or Apple. I know whatever. Here me out... I got this total spur of the moment desire to write a children's book. I talked my sister-in-law into illustrating it. Now I have just combined the pictures with the writing. It looks so awesome. I haven't told anyone I have been doing this. (My hubby knows! Duh!) Probably for fear people would laugh! Just because I like to write most certainly does not make me a writer.<br />
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Next is trying to get it published. I owe it to my sister-in-law because her drawings are so beautiful! So their ya have it. I wrote my first book! "Yea me", as Phoebe from Friends would say.<br />
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More about what this little nugget is about later... Wish me luck! Do you know any publishers? </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-87245415591872654832012-09-04T19:59:00.002-07:002012-09-04T19:59:39.337-07:00Gene<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Soul 12:<br />
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I finally have found more brave soul's to shed some more light as to what various people believe to be their soul's purpose! Today is Gene's turn... <br />
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your soul's Purpose?", I asked. Gene responded with, I understand the question to mean “What is your
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<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;">…in time past you walked according to the course of this world,
according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that now works in
the children of disobedience… fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of
the mind; and were by nature the children of wrath, even as others. But
God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us, even when
we were dead in sins, hath quickened us (made alive) together with Christ…(and
we become)…his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works,
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<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;">(now our life takes on a new purpose/direction) …be not
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<span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;">Gene said, "Brooke, this only scratches the surface. I hope it is of some
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-2723946269042630582012-09-02T23:17:00.001-07:002012-09-02T23:17:38.911-07:00Friendships Blossom<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Do you ever get social anxiety? I do. Which is weird because as a kid I didn't at all. So why now? I am a grown up after all. I have nothing to be afraid of. I know their are no monsters in the closets or under my bed. Right? Please tell me I'm right! Still that voice in my head, the one who likes to nag whispers things like; they aren't gonna like you! Icky I hate that voice!<br />
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We had new friends over for dinner last night. The beginning of a new school year brought us all together. It was an effort to bring our children together and form long and lasting friendships. It is an added bonus for us grown up kids to make new friends!<br />
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I moved to my new house 2 years ago. I had lived in the same city for most of my life. So to come to a new place and start over was a bit of a growing experience for me. I had a 2 yr old at the time. My mom was having difficulty excepting my move, and I was lonely.<br />
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It is amazing how in 2 years everything could be so different now. We have lots of new friends. We know many in our neighborhood. The friendships are new, but they are growing. My kids are blossoming in their new surroundings. I have been more of a late bloomer. It has been the case my whole life. With the exception of being boy crazy at way too young of an age! I am feeling blessed to have these new friendships starting to grow. Although I get very anxiety filled having new people to my home, I am always happy that I did it. I know people who don't get social anxiety are probably saying huh? If you get nervous around people like me then you understand. I have to nudge myself to stay in the social game. I am an introvert at heart, who desperately pushes myself and family to be more extroverted.<br />
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Coincidentally at church this was that very subject last week. I am thankful for my new friends, and my children's new friends. It makes me smile and feel very blessed.<br />
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Ecclesiastes 5:3<br />
The Value Of a Friend<br />
9 Two is better than one,<br />
Because they have a good reward for their labor.<br />
10 For if they fall, one will lift up his companion.<br />
But woe to him who is alone when he falls.<br />
For he has no one to help him up.<br />
11Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm;<br />
But how can one be warm alone?<br />
12 Though one may be overpowered by another, two can withstand him.<br />
And a threefold cord is not quickly broken.<br />
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Above was what the pastor based his sermon on last week. It touched my soul and spoke to me. I like that! I can't believe I am quoting the Bible! My mother in law would be so proud. Seriously.<br />
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Fresh Friday is devoted to anything new I did during the week that is worth sharing. Have you ever fed a giraffe? Well I have! This past week I had the unique pleasure of feeding a giraffe. The Santa Barbara zoo has a giraffe feeding exhibit. These animals were amazing. So beautiful and gentle. Not to mention the longest tongues. They give Gene Simmons a run for his money! <br />
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We were camping in Carpinteria, CA. That is why we are all a bit grubby! It was a kind of overcast at the beach so we decided to go find an adventure! Santa Barbara zoo was a close 10 minute drive. We had never been there before. Let me just say it is an awesome zoo. It is feet from the pacific ocean. This was a cool experience and definitely qualified itself for a Fresh Friday post.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-71330558674483656632012-08-29T20:00:00.000-07:002012-08-29T20:00:39.497-07:00Brooke<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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As I attempt to organize my blog, and give you things to count on each week. Wednesday's are now going to be devoted to the soulful people who are willing to tell me about their "Soul's Purpose."<br />
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<b>Monday: My Ah ha's</b><br />
<b>Wednesday: Soulful</b><br />
<b>Friday: Fresh and New Experiences</b><br />
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I decided to get brave and start asking people the question yet again, "What is your soul's purpose?" I stopped asking after my tenth person because it just got too embarrassing seeing people look at me like I was a little cuckoo! The thing is I have decided I don't mind people thinking I am a little silly. I am willing to own it. If that means people will start answering my dang question!! I love hearing the responses people have given me. Even if it is "I have no idea what my soul's purpose it!". Actually I am shocked by the number of people who simply say I haven't ever given it any thought, but that is OK! Just tell me why you haven't given it much thought. <br />
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I have always felt like I was put on this earth for a significant reason, and have always felt a lot of curiosity to what I was created for. Certain things that I know I was put here to do like being a mom is obvious to me. I wanted to be a mom from the time I was a little girl. I envisioned what my family would look like. I thought I would have 2 boys and a girl, and I did! I feel incredibly blessed to have that be part of my purpose. My children teach me about myself everyday. They push me to be a better person.<br />
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I know I was here to be Andrew's wife. He shows me how to be the type of person I want to be. I love that he teaches me how to be thoughtful, tender,giving and in touch with my emotions. I have seen the value of forgiveness through him. I feel unconditional love for him and he for me. <br />
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Lately, I have been blogging about my issues I have with Premature Ovarian Failure. It dawned on my that one of my soul purposes could be to help others navigate here in Hormonal Ville. I figure it is something that I have to deal with on a daily bases, and I would start doing some reflecting on the topic. It may help someone along the way, and at the very least give me something to help me keep track of the experience. If everyone shared their unique lives we would all benefit where we needed to. Not, many won't have POF, but every woman will go through menopause. That is essentially what POF does to your body. So while many can't relate yet, it is something all women have in common. So why not be open and help each other out? Check it out: <a href="http://www.hormonesos.blogspot.com/">www.hormonesos.blogspot.com</a><br />
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For now I wait for The Soulful to step forward and share with me their thoughts on soul purpose...<br />
Don't make me wait too long! Pretty Please! Pretty please with sugar on top! I will bake you cookies. Does that help?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-26985163371519719662012-08-27T10:29:00.001-07:002012-08-28T06:53:50.723-07:00Contagious Behavior<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Have you ever noticed when one person gets pregnant others soon follow? A women sees a cute newborn, and says I want one too! It puts the idea in others minds. No I am not pregnant! I am just using it as an example how your actions put the seed metaphorically of course in others minds. No I didn't hatch my kiddos from an egg either but I loved this picture! What I am trying to say is sometimes our behavior, moods, and actions can be contagious!<br />
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I once bought my daughter a hamster for a Christmas present. She had begged me for a hamster for months and I gave in. So I went to Petco and picked out a very furry teddy bear hamster. I picked one from the <b>male</b> cage. I think I read something about the males being nicer? I brought it home. She loved it. Three days later my "male" hamster had 10 babies! I freaked. I was caught a little off guard that my boy hamster was a girl. The poor thing was trapped in the boy cage at Petco. It couldn't have been pretty! Anyway after the initial shock, and seeing that she wasn't eating her babies. I calmed down. You see I was still carrying around scars from a story a childhood friend told me when I was about 10. She told me in great detail about her hamster having babies and then it massacring her hamster family. Icky!<br />
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So needless to say as our hamster babies grew they became so cute. Despite the horrible smell of 11 hamsters including the mom. We all couldn't get enough of these little critters. Within a few weeks these babies one by one found homes in some of our friends homes. My daughter spread the word we had baby hamsters, and parents were calling. Our decision to buy a hamster had then affected 10 other people just like that.<br />
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It is funny how that works. Our actions, moods, behavior then goes on to change other people's lives. This could be for the greater good or unfortunately for the worse. We unknowingly inflicted smelly cute hamsters into many others homes. They too would have to deal with the noisy wheel in the middle of the night, cleaning a stinky cage, and yes seeing the joy their kids had for the 2 weeks before they got bored of their new pet.<br />
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Well fast forward a few years, this past weekend we went out of town. My daughter now has a very cute cockatiel. We needed a pet sitter. Our very kind neighbor and friend agreed to take care of our animals. What happened next... she begged her parents for a cocketiel! So now they to have a bird! Just think had we not gone away for the weekend they may not have bought a new pet.<br />
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This post isn't to just talk about peoples love of animals, or how impulsive we all get when it comes to cute animals. (Seriously, I almost bought a puppy from a stranger on a beach this past weekend!) This post is to remind us how our actions affect others. Good or bad when we put ourselves into the universe it is received. So be mindful to project the best you! Oh also beware if you know me at some point you may feel inclined to get a bird, hamster, bunny, hermit crab, fish, or dog!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-19811995892810770932012-08-22T16:18:00.004-07:002012-08-23T08:37:34.897-07:00Fresh Friday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I have decided to try something <b>new</b> every week. I am calling it Fresh Friday. It could be an activity, food, sexual position (Yep you heard it hubby!) Anything I have never done before. It is a way to reach into my soul and really grab my life by the balls, keep me feeling awake and alive. I will keep myself accountable by writing it down. This week 2 things come to mind that were new/fresh for me.<br />
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The first was I rode my bike on The Strand down in Manhattan Beach. I have wanted to do that my entire life. It was a blast! My family got there before sunset. We rode for a hour or so. Then got a slice of pizza, and watched the sunset. Yes, it was work getting the bikes on the car, and driving a hour to the beach. And yes, I live in the desert! The memories I created will last me a lifetime. Oh FYI when I win the lottery I will be buying a beach house on The Strand.<br />
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The second was I went to a new church. I haven't been to church in 2 years. I said I was open to having a relationship with god and I meant it. To be clear I have a relationship already, but I want to strengthen it. My friend had asked me many times to come to her church. So I finally did. It was great. It was uplifting. When did a rock band become part of church? No organ music here. It was a full on band. It felt like a concert. Anyway I took my teenage son. He was as uncomfortable as me about being in church. So for that reason alone it felt important to be there. I think it is important to conquer our (Meaning mine and my son, not yours!) fears about religion. Also Taylor Lautner the werewolf from Twilight was there. Very cool to see a guy who has such a busy life make time to go to church.<br />
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So what will you do this week for Fresh Friday?? I would love to hear about it!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-37025666236489040962012-08-14T09:36:00.000-07:002012-08-14T20:07:19.793-07:00The Purpose Driven Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I still haven't asked anyone else what their soul's purpose is. Truth is I am kind of scared to do it. It felt so icky to have those that I asked look at me like I was out of my mind. My little quest was causing others inconvenience. I know eventually I need to man up and just ask someone anyone! The truth is I find it interesting to hear their answers.<br />
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I have been reading this book in the meantime, <u>A Purpose Driven Life</u>. It is highly religious. I am not. Although the older I get the more open I am to having a relationship with God. Anyway I heard about the book from none other than Carrie Underwood's husband! I was watching an interview they did together. He said he tries to reread this book once a year. So he peaked my curiosity. Here is this big hockey playing man who rereads the same book every year because he loves the book. The first chapter of the book talks about a professor at Northeastern Illinois University who once wrote well known intellectuals in the world asking them, "What is the meaning of Life?" He then published their responses in a book. He got answers like "I don't have a clue." (That sounds familiar to me!) Some said, "They made up an answer." Others said, "Write me back when you find the answer!" <br />
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My thought, shit! If all these smarty pants can't answer then what? My quest to find these answers has been asked a million times before. Where do I go from here? The book tells me to find my answer in God. Give myself to him, and have him show me what I was created for... I am about 10 chapters in. I like it. It is just sometimes foreign to me. I didn't grow up in a religious home. Although I believe in God. So this is just part of the journey for me. I am a bit of a control freak, and to give myself up to faith is a leap I haven't taken yet... Although I am open to it.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-30973729781461047242012-08-01T09:31:00.000-07:002012-08-14T15:12:59.149-07:00Don't Wait<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Listening to your gut sometimes pushes you not only to do the perfect things, but sometimes you even do it at the most perfect time. The other day I knew I was going to bring flowers to my new neighbor friend for her birthday. What she gave me in return was so much more than I could give her. Yes, I gave her a very pretty bouquet of flowers. She was so thrilled and touched that her birthday was remembered. I was so selfishly happy with my surprising ability to organise her flowers in a mason jar. It truly looked adorable. After I left her house she sent me a text saying, "I took a photo of the beautiful flowers you gave me and changed my FB (Facebook) profile picture to it. Thanks so much again! I love them!" I immediately went to her Facebook page to see it there. So cool to see her profile picture as the gift I gave her. It made me feel so good that she loved her present. I then friended her on FB. I am new to FB as is she I would find out later...<br />
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The next day she would tell me how grateful again she was for the flowers, but also how much she appreciated the timing of the gift. It was about 12 noon when I brought her the flowers. It turned out none of her friends had reached out as of yet to wish her a Happy Birthday. It wasn't that she doesn't have a tun of friends and family. It was just one of those times where everyone was planning on calling later. She said she was feeling like a little girl making fun of herself for wanting some birthday wishes. I see nothing wrong with wanting some attention on your Birthday. It is after all the day God decided you would be born. The first day you are on earth. Your first day of life!<br />
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Anyway she said she was sort of feeling terrible and a bit unloved momentarily. The great thing is the flowers turned her whole day around. After she posted the flowers picture to her FB page she realised she never put her Birthday on her profile. So none of her friends were sent notifications. She soon would be flooded with Happy Birthday messages throughout her day. I love how one simple thing can affect another persons day. It is something to always keep in mind as we go through our days. A persons action can positively or negatively change the course of someones day. <br />
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I have learned from this simple experience. I will make sure and give my friends and family a Happy Birthday shout out much earlier in the day. If we all waited until later in the day a person might feel very hurt. It is so easy at the very least to send an email or text. It really does feel so sweet to give. I never expected in return for wishing my friend a Happy Birthday, that I would be the one feeling so full of love. </div>
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My soul's purpose. Today my soul called upon me to bring beautiful flowers to my neighbor for her birthday. It always feels so awesome to do something nice for someone. It fills me up. It makes me stop thinking about anything other then making that person feel happy and important. My soul's purpose still not sure... but today the answer was clear. Wish my friend a very Happy Birthday! Feels great!<br />
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I wrote Anna awhile ago asking about her soul's purpose. I asked her if she knew hers? I didn't hear back for quite some time. I know it is a big question, and this girl is busy! I was super excited when she did respond. She had been through a lot in her life up until this point. Through her life lessons she offers an excellent example how to excel in life. She is very strong mentally and physically. She runs and owns a thriving workout business. She has gone through a divorce, and has come out the other side I believe stronger. Yet, she maintains a good relationship with her ex which is an amazing gift she has given her kids. She just bought a house herself. Not many people can say they have bought property alone. She is an incredible runner. She has ran in many races where she has come in 1st and 2nd.<br />
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I believe she has struck gold because she has found what she is passionate about which is running. Not everyone knows their natural born gifts. This is one of hers. It brings joy to her life, and she then shares it with others by helping them get in shape. That is the goal I believe? To take what we are good at, what makes us happy and then find a way to share it with others. Anna is somebody who I believe could do anything she puts her mind to doing, and would probably do it better than most as well! Here is her answer to soul purpose:<br />
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"Sorry I never replied to your email asking what drives me because I was trying to decide what does drive me. I think what I came up with is just to be a person that people (including my kids) admire. Be a role model for others in every day life. I'm by no means perfect and I make mistakes all the time, but I try to be good to people and help them to be a stronger person - physically and mentally. Sometimes that just by setting an example and other times it's through coaching. I want to be a person I can be proud of and others would want to emulate. Not sure if that makes sense or if it's what you were looking for, but that's what I got for you!"<br />
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This quote wasn't part of Anna's response, but I thought it has everything to do with this blog and worth sharing. I heard it on TV and thought it was great! So I thought I would share it. "The soul is the part of you seeking meaning and purpose. It is the part of you that is drawn to hope. The part that won't give in to despair and believes in goodness." </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-38761875723637044832012-06-30T13:46:00.001-07:002012-08-14T15:13:24.329-07:00Me Again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have had the pleasure of getting 10 people including myself to answer the question, "What is your soul's purpose?" When I began this mission I thought I would be the only person who was having trouble with this answer. Instead I have found most everyone has had a very hard time answering the question. It has stressed people out when I ask it. People look at me like I am a bit crazy for posing the question. I actually became a little uncomfortable asking the question as time went on. My thought was truly to ask as many people as I could, and use their answers to guide me in my own life. Instead I have found I am not alone. We are all very much the same in terms of looking for answers. Some of us just think about it more. While others don't have a problem just going with the flow letting life unfold before their eyes.<br />
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One thing I found very early on is the connection we all have to just giving and receiving love. If we have love in our hearts everything else works. Granted some days easier than others but life works with love being the primary goal.<br />
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Love for our self.<br />
Love for our family.<br />
Love for our career.<br />
Love for everything! <br />
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Career brings great satisfaction to one's soul and strong family connections bring completion. So as I find the courage to ask more people for the answer to "One's soul purpose." I get closer to understanding my own. I feel less lost as I realize we all are trying to get to know our soul. So I have taken bits from each person who has shared with me. I am able to apply their knowledge to my journey. My own spiritual teachers!<br />
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I think Oprah may need a reality check when it comes to discovering one's soul. She really made it seem as though it was a no brainer question. Truth is it is much harder to answer then I think I would have ever thought. I now know I am not alone in my quest...</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-68946289527523566792012-06-19T07:44:00.005-07:002012-08-14T11:06:57.961-07:00Christy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Christy is probably one of the easiest going people I know. She goes with the flow, never raises her voice, and usually says "whatever" in a good way if something doesn't go her way. Not only is she easy breezy on the inside, but she is one of the most beautiful girls I know on the outside. She won the genetic jackpot! She is insightful, nurturing and happens to live in one of the most soulful places on earth. Maui! I swear whenever I gaze out over the ocean there my soul speaks to me! Anyway, enough about me! Here are Christy's thoughts on her Soul's Purpose...<br />
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"I believe my soul's purpose is to help and teach kids. Try and pinpoint the ones who need extra help and love and give them guided support. It warms my heart and soul every time I hear "Miss Christy" and get those great big bear hugs." <br />
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"Although, my passion is taking old stuff and turning it into beautiful new things. Kinda like all my staining projects or junk yard finds. Which I turn into masterpieces!" <br />
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One of her junk yard finds was a cool painting of Barbie. It was painted by someone who worked for Andy Warhol or was somehow connected to him! Can't remember the details? I forget how much she got it for, but I think it was like $5 bucks! It turned out to be worth a lot more than that!!<br />
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The girl has brains, beauty, and a great eye!<br />
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<b>Update</b>... I just found out the above painting is from Steve Kaufman. He was an assistant to Mr. Warhal! Here is a link on Ebay which shows how great a junk yard find can be!!<br />
<a href="http://www.ebay.com/itm/270727792187">http://www.ebay.com/itm/270727792187</a><br />
So cool! Clearly your soul is pointing you in the right direction Miss Christy!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-67576403188705503662012-06-15T14:09:00.004-07:002012-08-14T11:07:11.087-07:00Erin<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: small;">Erin is such an amazing soul. She is an artist. She is a nurturer. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">She is such a blessing to me. Here is her beautiful answer to her Soul's Purpose: </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">"To love the lord God with all my heart, mind and soul, then try and love others and myself. Without God intervening I would get this oh so wrong. I believe we have many purposes in life; some are seasonal and some daily. But my main purpose is the above statement, "</span><span style="font-size: small;">To love the lord God..." </span><span style="font-size: small;">. God gives us gifts in our charter that enables us in our purpose either to be a leader, teacher, a tender hearted person, good listener, loyal and many more. He may give them all to someone or just a few of these traits. He gives each of us these character gifts for us to give him glory if we use them for his purposes. I read my bible and pray to him daily that I am getting his purpose and what he wants me to learn or do. I get it wrong a lot of the time, but I learn from my experiences. I learn when I get it right as well. I am learning my purpose everyday. So this is it for now!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I see big things for Erin's future... I just love this girl! </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-78091126773234537252012-06-11T08:09:00.002-07:002012-08-14T11:07:22.797-07:00Helen<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Helen has an incredible amount of faith in God. She is someone very involved with her church, and is probably one of the most dedicated Christian woman I know. My kids are so lucky to have her as grandma. She has a heart of gold, and her opinion on this subject was really important to me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> "Thank you for an excellent and thought provoking question.</span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I needed time to really process it in the light of God's Word because my response apart from it would merely be an opinion, nothing more...<br />
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</span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">Some people are very clear as to their purpose. I spent my life fending off circumstances/people that </span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">crowded in on me so only had a vague feeling that there should/would be more...</span></span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Years of frustration, some highs, some lows, but nothing more. Even when I first accepted Jesus as my Savior, I </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> felt this life had passed me by...but, now more and more I know that nothing is impossible with God. </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">I have realized that while I </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"> missed some of the opportunities He had for me--</span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">with God it is never too late. </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">The Bible has plenty to say on the subject, so when you sent your question I decided to do a brief study and have attached a scriptural back story of His promises and plans </span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">regarding the following:<br />
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</span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">We were created for a spiritual purpose, with eternity programed into out hearts--that's why intrinsically we know that death is wrong and resist it. It is why we "can't get no satisfaction"--though we try and we try... we sense that there is a void in our lives that no amount of stuff can fill. We wonder "Is this all there is?"<br />
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</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">Good news! God's plan for our lives is so much greater than anything we can even imagine...(</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"> "To him who overcomes and does my will to the end, I will give authority over the nations". Revelation 2:26</span><span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;">) but, because we go through life separated from God most of us have no idea that there even is a plan.</span></span><br />
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At this point of my life, I feel as though I am on my way--His Way--and while a <span style="font-style: italic;">specific</span> purpose has not presented itself--I consider each day a gift and a new beginning to move forward in confidence that God is able to</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="reftext" style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"> "...do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to His power at work in us". Ephesians 3:20"</span></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-50889335699725802972012-06-04T11:47:00.001-07:002012-08-14T11:07:34.183-07:00Julie<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Julie is an energetic wife, mom, daughter, sister & friend. Not to mention chihuahua expert! She has had more than her share of bumps in the road of life. So when I asked her if she had any idea what her soul's purpose was, I thought she would have some important and thoughtful words to share. I was right... Here is her answer:<br />
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"Hmmmmmm...... I used to think that my mission in life or my souls purpose was like a "job" or something fabulous that I was supposed to be doing. I would drive myself crazy trying to think of what special talents I had to offer. See, I thought I was supposed to be "doing" something wonderful, in order to justify my existence. I used to think helping people was something I was good at, so I joined LAPD and everyday while I worked there, I would do one "good" deed for someone. That felt right, I thought that was my mission in this world.<br />
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And then I got sick, and I got sick again, and again, and again... Being sick caused me to slow down and reflect on my life. There was more urgency to find my mission in life, my real purpose. I had my "light bulb" moment while I was in the hospital getting chemo and this sweet looking older nun walked in my room and asked me what I was reading, I held up my book "The Purpose Driven Life" and tried to make a joke that I was searching for my purpose in life. She kinda laughed and said, "Honey, your purpose is just to love yourself, like God loves you, and to see yourself through Gods eyes. He sees no flaws. And to love all man, as they are your brother. With that type of love, you will see your purpose". She sat and talked with me for awhile and when she left, I wrote down what she said because it made so much sense to me. <br />
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So to answer your question, I think my purpose in life is to unconditionally love myself, including all my flaws. I try to be kind to everyone I come into contact with. I believe there is a ripple effect, if I'm kind to someone, then they will be kind to someone else and so on and so on... What I got from that chance meeting with that nun, is if I truly love myself, that kind of "big" love takes on a life of its own and has the ability to affect more people than I could ever imagine. And then in turn, someone else's love touches me and makes me do good; the ripple effect... Close your eyes and try to "feel" love for yourself, love for all beings and imagine everyone else doing the same thing. Hmmm, what a world that would be!"<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-30527832647602957242012-06-02T07:57:00.002-07:002012-08-14T11:07:44.833-07:00Charles<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"Sole purpose or Soul's purpose. For me they are the same. I have always found great reward in life whenever I am making/crafting things with my own hands and when I am able to impart some knowledge, instruction, or skill to another person.<br />
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I definitely pursued my passion for making with my education, and am working hard to get my own business started so that I can continue to make and design beautiful things for people to enjoy on a daily basis. It is my hope to produce work that<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 16px;"> </span>improves quality of life through encouraging stewardship, community, slowing down, and connecting to nature through both activity and leisure.</div>
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As far as educating goes, I found the time I worked as an assistant coach for my old high school track team, teaching swim lessons as a lifeguard and my role as a teacher's assistant at Otis to be very rewarding. I believe that I can continue to fill the role of an educator through my work as an interdisciplinary artist and designer."</div>
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What a beautiful soul! </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-83930566048436966782012-05-30T14:44:00.005-07:002012-08-14T11:07:55.980-07:00Quentin<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today was Quent's turn with my question, "What is your soul's purpose? He totally shocked me with his answer. This question is proving to be a tough one for people to answer thus far. He gave me a kind of OMG look and a deep breath. He went on to say, "Well a lot of scientific evidence leads to..." My mouth fell open. He is about to tell me he doesn't believe in the soul, but I stop him mid-sentence.<br />
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Me- Oh my goodness you don't think you have a soul? <br />
Quent- Well I don't know science proves...?<br />
Me- Do you believe in God?<br />
Quent- Yes.<br />
Me- Phew!<br />
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So I went on to quiz him with questions like:<br />
Me- Do you believe in heaven?<br />
Quent- Yes.<br />
Me- Do you believe in reincarnation?<br />
Quent- I think that is Buddhism mom.<br />
Me- If you believe in heaven, what goes to heaven? This made him stop and think! Yea!<br />
Me- I think we need to go to church more.<br />
Quent- I think we could all benefit from that.<br />
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So I told him I would get back to him in regards to this question of his soul's purpose. He is just 15. He has time to figure it all out. At this point I just hope he realizes that along with his very smart scientific mind is a wonderfully bright soul. A beautiful, sensitive, giving soul. One of the soul's I love most in this world. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00714391367418808127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7837307587417527755.post-83340650319897820732012-05-26T08:37:00.005-07:002012-08-14T11:08:09.087-07:00Andrew<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Andrew: My husband: My Soulmate: </div>
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I have to ask you a very important question I say to Andrew. Ready? What is your soul’s purpose? His answer, “I don’t know!” My response with a sigh, “That is highly disappointing!” Come on I say you really don’t know? His response, "No, why do you know your soul’s purpose?" No I say, but that is beside the point. I thought you would know yours! So I start to tell him what some of <b>his</b> gifts are like he had just told me mine (Remember I am Mrs. Organized! Oh ya that is sexy!!). For example one of his many gifts is <i>the gift of humor</i>. He is seriously the funniest person I know! He has a wicked sense of humor. It is such a "god-send" everyday. He agrees that he is funny, but also doesn't believe that his humor has any bearing on his soul’s purpose. So it would appear I am not the only person in my life lost. Like attracts like? I hope everyone I ask isn’t as clueless as my husband and I are! OK wait clueless is kind of a crappy way to describe us huh? Lets say we are spiritually challenged!</div>
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I can say that his soul has taught me about; Unconditional Love and Forgiveness. Those are some pretty big life lessons. I feel like a very lucky girl to spend my days with my soulmate. As I search for my soul's purpose I can at least check off the list find soulmate! Done.</div>
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Kim tells me her views on this subject of "soul purpose": Starting with what her hubby might jokingly say about her soul! Kim says, "he might say I am soul-less, mainly because I don't want to keep an abundance of physical mementos ( football programmes, etc)." She went on to say, "but yet I am deeply attached to some people, and also a few things that hold deeply imbued symbolism for me. As I sit here in an office restroom cubicle, I can tell you I have no clue what my souls purpose is, but my body's purpose seems to be to work itself to death! I don't feel lost not having a defined purpose- in truth it doesn't bother me at all. I think I am ok "knowing" I am a "good" person and feeling that it is obvious to most people. (I might be completely delusional all accounts!). I do think I might be seriously missing out now if I later find out I should have been religious ( i.e. If heaven and angels do exist), but I think I have a really good life and that's a really lucky and really rare thing. Lots of stuff sucks,sure, but I have the best friend in the world."<br />
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<span style="right: auto;">She went on to say, "Even though I'm soul-less and too even keel? Julie (Kim's good friend) says I'm lucky because I miss out on all the lows (well, most of 'em), but I tell her that also means I probably miss out on the highs, too!" </span></div>
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<span style="right: auto;">I don't think you are the least bit soul-less! You have one of the biggest hearts I know dear friend. I am the blessed one to have you in my life. Thank you for 26 years!</span></div>
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I asked my 11-year-old daughter what her soul’s purpose was? She felt the question was deep, and thought about her answer quite a bit before she spoke. Phoebe told me her soul’s purpose was, "to have fun." I actually thought it was a young, fresh, honest answer. It was so simple yet so perfect. She didn't over think it like an adult might do. </div>
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I had a thought today about my own soul. I have a vivid memory of being a little girl in my childhood home. My mom told me that my grandma thought I was an "old soul". I am not sure why my grandma thought this but I intend to ask my mom. At the time it felt like a compliment. I didn’t think to ask her why she said this. It just felt good to hear.</div>
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