Aligned

I AM ALIGNED WITH MY PURPOSE AND PASSION

There is a quiet rhythm to it, a pulse that threads through the marrow of my days. This feeling—this alignment—like standing in the center of myself, every piece clicking into place with a soft, inevitable finality. I am here. I am whole.

The whisper of my purpose hums beneath everything, clear as birdsong on a still morning. My passion—alive and unyielding—spills into the cracks of my life, filling spaces I didn’t know were hollow. And yet, how easily this certainty falters when I let the noise of the world drown it out.

So I must carry this meditation with me. I must breathe it into the edges of my mornings and weave it through the fabric of my nights. To pause, to close my eyes, to let the words I am anchor me when the current threatens to pull me away.

Because to know one’s purpose is not just a gift—it is a promise. A quiet vow to live fully, boldly, and without apology.