Better Every Day- January 1st

What is your mission?

To be honest, I have no idea. The word mission means so many things these days. I first thought my mission as a Christian was to bring people closer to God. Be a good wife, a good daughter, a good follower. Today this mindset has shifted, what is my mission on this earth? What is my soul supposed to learn? How am I supposed to grow? What will I achieve in this life?

The root of mission is send, so what was I sent here to do? Be a good mom? Educate people about animals? Learn about myself? Heal my soul? Break generational curses? Live life to the fullest? Find true love? Have deep intimate experiences? I have no idea why I was sent here… could be all of those reasons or none of them.

But so far in my life my mission, my purpose, has felt disruptive in nature, when I listen to my intuition it seems to disrupt the old pattern. I’ve disrupted the natural expected path. I disrupted my marriage; I disrupted my relationship with my mom, I’ve evolved the definition of some other relationships rapidly. I feel with my mom I’ve disrupted her since day one, always been rebellious. My mother thought I had settled down when I got married though, that’s when we were closest. But no one really knew that in my marriage I felt like I couldn’t truly exist as myself. So, when I chose to disrupt it, I embraced and learned to love the process of finding my true self, it changed me.

I disrupt the relationship with my mom, I am no longer the perfect daughter, in her eyes.

My mission is unknown but I’m excited to walk this journey more in tune every day. I don’t know if maybe disrupting is my purpose, breaking deeper lever generational curses or if I’m just rebelling, but I’m excited to do life how I choose too. I don’t care if I’m the black sheep in the family. I don’t care if I make people uncomfortable with themselves. If they think I’m too much they can go associate with less.