Why am I here? This very simple question comes up throughout our lives at moments of crisis. It also comes up in philosophy lectures, art courses and spirituality workshops, which is a good thing because prepares us to face moments of crisis when they occur. However, working with this question over the years has taught me that it can be misleading. Asking "Why am I here?: presupposes that we will find our purpose, and this isn’t necessarily so.
This is the story of how, in my fifties, I got back in the saddle to explore the world on horseback in spite of being severely visually impaired. I believe in dreams and in the soul's calling. When opportunity and intention come together, anything is possible. But it all began with claiming the right to do what was buried deep in my heart.
My vision for a prosperous post-coronavirus world
I have been challenged by many people who say it is impossible to predict what the post-coronavirus world will look like. Somehow, I am not satisfied with simply letting things unfold without direction. I am an intentional person. I need, at least, to set a vision for the future so that I have something to work towards.
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