“The surest way to deny our purpose is to search for it outside ourselves — or worse, to let others define it for us. The moment we look outward for something that can only be felt inward, we turn away from the very source we seek.

Trying to fit purpose into a sentence is like taking something alive — something ever-flowing, ever-changing — and freezing it into a monument of words. No matter how beautiful or precise, it becomes a still image of what was once moving. At best, it is a snapshot of a moment in time, a reflection that has already passed.

But life’s purpose is not meant to be carved in stone. It is a living current, flowing and evolving in rhythm with our life. To define it is to risk stripping it of its aliveness — we would barter something wild and sacred for something safe and fixed.

Purpose is to be lived, embodied, and surrendered to. It is something we meet anew in every moment we choose to show up in alignment with what stirs our soul.”