You have a job. You put food on the table, pay your bills, and possibly own a house and a car, or a ton of houses and cars.
But you feel enslaved. You are bound by invisible chains that tell you what to think, deprive you of your dreams that once made your heart sing, and remind you constantly just how undeserving you are in “the real world.”
So many of us treat life like a grocery list and as we finish doing and accomplishing one task, we put a check mark next to it and move onto the next one. What if our mission has nothing to do with what we do? What if it is as effortless as living as our authentic selves and following whatever inspires us?