life-purpose

For once in life i want no one to judge me ,not my parents not my friends no one..For once in life i want to do what i want and live everyday like no tomorrow will come .For once in life i want to know the purpose we are here . I know its not money, no religion ,no rich and poor

I would have told them that he lived a life lacking in purpose or direction. Like those aimless rides I took him on. A life lived from the backseat, observed as it blurred by. An indifferent life.

- So you're a masochist.- I know. But what's life rather than walking barefoot?

I feel the reason we are all here, our purpose of being, is to help others find their little piece of happiness and heaven right here on earth...

It is not until you change your identity to match your life blueprint that you will understand why everything in the past never worked.

What if she was supposed to be a painter, but no one ever gave her a brush?

When we face our fear of death and slow down our busy lives, we come to realize our relationships are precious, a part of life__ foundation. Knowing this fact helps us to understand that death__ true purpose is to teach us how to live.

Every person that has lived with purpose has at one time or another answered these questions: Do you remember who you were before the world, and it's evil stole your hope? Do you remember who you wanted to be before a religion, culture or organization told you to be something you were not? Do you remember what your dream was before they told you that it was unachievable? Do you remember the moments God kept taking you back to the one thing you were best at (but you kept denying it)? Do you remember the moments He handed you the opportunity and you walked away, instead? Do you remember the moments He kept closing the doors on the one thing you wanted because it wouldn't help you? Do you remember it was all going to be okay if you simply believed, but you gave up? For every bad moment, we blamed others, kept score, got even and forgot to live. When you remember your "true self", then you can begin to walk forward once again down the road to discovery, childhood dreams and your life purpose. (Writer's Conference, 2012)

The moment we decide our purpose is to win is the moment we lose.

Success is directly proportional to the degree of realization of the purpose.

If you don't build your dreams, regret will build your nightmares.

Failing to meet your true destiny is a tragic act of free will.

Not accomplishing your Life Plan is a tragic act of free will. It is akin to charting an elaborate vacation itinerary before arriving at your holiday destination, with all kinds of plans for outdoor adventures and intentions to go sightseeing and shopping, but then ending up spending the whole trip in your hotel room ordering from room service and watching television. In a similar fashion the unconscious soul spends a lifetime in the semi-conscious state of Divine Disconnection and then returns home mostly __mpty-handed_.

Intuition goes before you, showing you the way. Emotion follows behind, to let you know when you go astray. Listen to your inner voice. It is the calling of your spiritual GPS system seeking to keep you on track towards your true destiny.

I look upon ourselves as partners in all of this, and that each of us contributes and does what he can do best. And so I see not a top rung and a bottom rung - I see all this horizontally - and I see this as part of a matrix. And I see every human being as having a purpose, a destiny, if you like - the destiny that exists in each of us - and find ways and means to provide such opportunities for everyone.

Age is a timeless beauty. At each mile in my life journey, I am a distinctive blend of what I've experienced and the unique talents I was given to share with others.

Possibilities are a mysterious beauty. They tease us to explore while our inner child cheers because an adventure is waiting.

Energy holds our potential in patterns of intelligence. Self awareness can take us to these shimmering fields so we can manifest our choices ~ Jeanne McElvaney