This week, Dr. Rachel Naomi Remen turned me on to this amazing poem The Appointment, by Mark Nepo.

What if, on the first sunny day,
On your way to work, a colorful bird
Sweeps in front of you down a
Street you’ve never heard of.

You might pause and smile.
A sweet beginning to your day.

Or you might step into that street
And realize there are many ways to work.

You might sense the bird knows
Something you do not and wander after.

You might hesitate when the bird
Turns down an alley. For now
There is a tension: Is what the
Bird knows worth being late?

You might go another block or two,
Thinking you can have it both ways.
But soon you arrive at the edge
Of all your plans.

The bird circles back for you
And you must decide
Which appointment you were born to keep.

That’s me right now- at the edge of all my plans, knowing I must follow the bird (the bird is you, Pinkies). But to get to that place, where I have absolute certainty that I must follow the bird, I had to roll around in the muck of this oh-so-painful transition, the fear, the doubt, the financial uncertainty, the risk. To get to this place, I had to endure so many transitions and make so many difficult decisions. And each transition was like a little death, with loss and grieving following. But in the face of those little deaths comes the opportunity for rebirth, and I am just now seeing the flowering of those seeds I planted.

It begs the question. Which appointment in this life were you born to keep? Will you follow the bird? Have you figured out your life's work yet? What purpose (or purposes) you're meant to fulfill during this time here on Earth? Have you asked the question? I'm just beginning to know my answer now. What about you?

Here goes nothing- WHHHEEEEEE!!!!

xo
Lissa

PS. Curious about the transitions I've gone through? If you feel like reading my blah blah about my life, check back in the archives under the category Lissa's Personal Yada Yada. This one is on Owning Change.

PPS. One Pinkie who read this said, "Are you the bird? Are we supposed to follow you?" NO, PINKIES! Don't follow me. Follow your OWN bird. Find your OWN North Star. Dream your OWN dream... Discover YOUR life purpose.