It’s the heart, that’s what we’re craving.
The freedom to be.
The passion to search, to try, to sense, to think, to imagine.
To touch the unconditional love of the soul; of the source of being; of life itself.
The sense that we belong, that we have a purpose in having visited this short stay on Earth.
That there is justice, meaning, and a larger vision than our own limited perspective.
We want to know that our individual life counts for something; that we’re important, valuable and unique in the part we play.
That while our footprint is set deep in the earth, our echo soars with the stars.
So we listen intently, and in those quiet moments, we understand.
Our freedom lives in the heart of all things; in our connection.
With all other hearts singing together, yet each with their own distinct sound.
We feel it in the pulsing aliveness of each cell.
As minute by minute, we breathe with the symphony of souls.
We hear the steady beat; we know why we are here – fully alive, creatively inspired, divinely loved.