My mission - finally understood after years of searching

 

I always thought that a person's mission in life had to be something grand, like finding a cure for a serious illness or helping poor children around the world. It's not like that. Yesterday reality "hit" me and I understood my mission. I've been looking for it for years through various courses, seminars and books. And only yesterday, after years of struggle, I understood it. It's simple and only involves living in accordance with my values.

I was born into a generation of liars, thieves, bad people, abusive, womanizers, drunkards, swindlers, selfish, arrogant, violent people. People who don't respect and abuse their wives and children, the weakest, cowards who don't have the courage to take responsibility for their actions, manipulative people who consider controlling others to be their right. It's true, there are good parts, but the bad parts are painful.

Fake people for whom what the world thinks is more important than warm, authentic family relationships. People capable of doing anything to be well-liked in society, but incapable of communication, of openness, fake people, lacking integrity, capable of anything to obtain material advantages and status in society. People who trample on their own souls, people for whom it is more important to be well-liked by the world than to be truly good with yourself and to have a close relationship with your loved ones. Cold, distant people who believe that you have to educate your children with force, with violence, with humiliation. People who believe that a child is weak and incapable of thinking for himself and that the parent who always knows better must guide him and control him at all costs.

I feel that I also have this garbage, these non-values ​​in me, but I choose for them to stop with me, not to be perpetuated further. I was born into the family I was born into precisely to understand them better.

Once, when Vlad was little and he really upset me, I was tempted to hit him. I angrily threw a chair on the floor and yelled at him. But I stopped myself. I still remember it now, 10 years later. I don't want my son to be afraid of me and do what I want because he's afraid of me, because that's what I ordered him to do, or because that's how people shouldn't talk to us. I trust his discernment and he hasn't disappointed me. We've always discussed things openly and listened to him, even though I've often been tempted to impose something on him.

And yesterday I understood my mission - I don't have to cure any disease, nor stop hunger in the world. My mission is related to my people. I have to stop the perpetuation of non-values, and this will help raise the entire people to a different vibration. For some it is not comfortable at all, but that's how I've always been, I've taken people out of their comfort zone. That's what I'm best at. I want to make a change and that's my mission. To live in accordance with my values, to accept that non-values ​​exist in us, but not to manifest them in my life. That's all. It's a simpler mission than I thought. For years I've been struggling to understand what I have to do in this life. I just have to live and stop compromising. To do what I feel, not what I have to and not what is imposed on me by force or manipulation and lies.

Whoever supports me and feels that I am is welcome in my life. Whoever has other plans, I don't stand in their way. I just don't accept manipulation, lies, abuse anymore. Until now, I accepted them only with the aim of understanding them. From now on, I understand them, recognize them and choose to move away from them. Whoever is willing to leave the comfort zone is welcome with me.

Kiss you,

Geo