Remember Why You Came Here

Remember your life is sacred

A little while ago one of our coaches played this song on one of our group calls. Blessed We Are by Peia Luzzi. It stirred something inside of me.

Listen to the song here: https://youtu.be/SoYKuXI5nGs

A knowing. Lifetimes of memories. A sense of purpose.

I encourage you to put this song on, sit in silence and just let the lyrics move through you.

“Remember why you came here. Remember your life is sacred.”

Do you really think your soul chose your body in this lifetime, to spend the best parts of your adult life going to a job you hate day after day, to get yourself in debt, buying things you don’t need, to prove to other people how ‘worthy’ you are?

Things don’t make you worthy. Money doesn’t make you worthy.

Success isn’t about your job. If you love yours that’s great, but I’ve spoken to enough people to know it’s not the case for most.

I had all of it. The text book definition of success. And I was miserable.

And I’m not the only one that has felt that way.

Why do so many people become digital nomads? Why do so many people start online businesses? Why do so many people search for a way to make an income while travelling? Why do so many people sell all their possessions to live a simpler lifestyle? Why do people in third world countries always seem so much happier?

I can only speak for myself and the people I know… but, in the last 5 years since I left the corporate world, I’ve met a lot of people that felt this way…

It’s because we were seeking a deeper meaning to life.

We wanted to feel happy EVERY DAY.

We didn’t want to look back in 30–40 years and wonder where the best years of our life had gone.

We didn’t want to sacrifice the best years of our lives waiting until retirement.

We no longer wanted to just live for weekends and holidays. We wanted every day to have meaning and purpose. We wanted to feel connected to ourselves and others.

Living for weekends and holidays is not living. Hating your life so bad you spend the weekends getting drunk to forget it all is not living. Spending Sunday afternoons dreading the next day is not living.

I know, because this was my life. Until I ended up curled up in a ball on my bedroom floor unable to face one more day of it.

Sure I had money. Sure I had great perks. Sure to an outsider my life looked great. But I was dying inside.

Does that really equate to success? Not to me.

For me, success is something I feel, deep down inside. Success is waking up each day and getting to fulfil my soul’s purpose. Success is experiencing joy, love, and happiness, even in the most mundane moments. Success is working on what I choose to work on, with who I choose to work with. Success is getting to spend time connecting to nature every day. Success is getting to have deep, meaningful connections with people who have a strong mission to serve humanity. Success is honouring my truth and walking my path, even if people don’t understand me. Success is waking up each day and planning my day based on how I want to feel. Success is working less and experiencing more joy.

You get to choose what success means to you. And whatever it means is the kind of success you are absolutely worthy of.

You were born worthy. You always have been worthy. It’s the world that convinced you otherwise.

You came here for a much bigger reason.

And now. In this moment, it’s our time. Our time to rise against the corrupt systems that have kept us small for far too long.

The systems that would rather have us living in fear. Turning on each other. Shaming each other. Making each other feel guilty for not conforming to rules that don’t make sense.

Why are all the things that bring people JOY and allow them to feel CONNECTED being stripped away?

Why are our borders still closed off when many countries all over the world have opened back up? Ever heard the saying… “travel is the one thing you can buy that makes you richer.”

Why do they really want us to stop travelling? Why do they want us locked up in our houses separated from people we love? Why do they want us wearing masks that hide our faces? Stripping away our individuality.

Over an illness with an over 95% recovery rate. An illness with skewed numbers and faulty testing. An illness the news stations, here in Australia, had to do desperate social media call outs for because they couldn’t even find enough stories… I don’t buy it…

Why is anyone with an audience who shares a different belief being censored? Why did doctors who came out and spoke about a cure get bullied and blacklisted?

Why are bigger issues still being swept under the carpet?

Why is there all this talk about a “new normal”? What’s really going on behind the scenes?

If these words trigger you, ask yourself why…

Is it because deep down you know? You’ve always known? Something wasn’t right?

“Remember why you came here. Remember your life is sacred.”

And now, more and more people are getting louder. More and more people are questioning the narrative. And it’s hard, I get it. It’s easier to deny it, to call the rest of us crazy conspiracy theorists. It’s easy to pretend the darkness of the world doesn’t exist.

Cognitive dissonance. That’s a privilege we have. To be able to turn a blind eye and pretend it’s not real. I did it for months. I was too afraid to allow myself to see. Because I knew once I went there, there was no going back.

I know this stuff is harsh. I know it’s confronting. I know it’s easier to turn away.

But it does exist. And until we face it as a collective, it doesn’t go away. Because a lot of the people we look up to are the ones in control of it all. So we need to find a way to come together, to stand up to them, raise our voices, and remember we have the power when we stand together.

I read a post yesterday and one line really stuck with me. “Silence is compliance.”

I was silent for a long time. But I won’t be silent anymore.

If you have even the smallest inkling that there’s more to this, then please do some digging. Look beyond the mainstream media. And when you find things that don’t add up, share your thoughts. Ask questions…

Every planted seed counts. Every planted seed contributes to another person waking up.

Forget about what other people are going to think of you. Forget about trying to please everyone else. Your ego will want to keep you ‘safe and protected.’

Rise above it. Hold tight to your truth. Honour and respect yourself enough to stand up for what you believe in.

Your voice matters.

It’s scary sharing your truth and opening yourself up for judgement. I experience this more and more every day. But to me, not doing anything is much scarier. I can’t sit by, knowing what I know, and pretend it doesn’t exist. I stand for humanity. I stand for our rights. It warms my heart every day seeing so many other people doing the same.

Divided we lose, together we rise.

“Remember why you came here. Remember your life is sacred.”