When is life most lived?
Is it while commuting in traffic?
Is it while sitting in meetings?
Is it while crunching numbers, making reports?
Is it when you’re over the bullseye of your purpose?
What do you think?
Do you want to LIVE?
Or simply exist?
What does it feel like when you’re most alive?
Stress & monotony?
Or love & excitement?
Do you believe there is a purpose that could fill you with love & excitement, just in its execution?
Are you in the right lane?
Are you even on the same street?
Unstifle your passion
Relinquish the false safety of structure
B/c is it not also a prison of limitation?
Aim for the bullseye, not just a modicum of satisfaction
Where is the gap, willing you to pass thru it?
Where is the chink, acting as a doorway into your passion?
You are wasted in anything less than a focus which ignites you with a heady passion, a deep excitement & a love of the moments you give it
That is perfection, that is intention, that is how its meant to be
So who will be the first to break out?
I’m chasing the bullseye
I believe its possible
I’m prepared to throw it all to the wind to arrive there
BECAUSE I WANT TO LIVE!