My soul is calling me..

My soul and my inner child want me to return home

My soul speaks, and I stopped listening for so long. I didn’t want to know who I was. I just wanted to conform. My childhood was spent outdoors, always outdoors having adventures, whether on my own or with my family.

I loved to believe I was a gypsy, a free soul who would travel the globe and dress like a flower child. These were my thoughts at the age of nine—so much freedom pulsing through my blood. I loved reading and escaping into the world of a book. But somewhere along the way, I lost that connection to myself. I became consumed with fitting in, silencing the voice that once guided me so effortlessly. It has taken me until 40 to finally return to that childlike innocence, to rediscover the truth of who I am, and to embrace the freedom I once knew so well.

I want to flow in the energy of my innocence and flow in the energy of a passionate writer of the soul. How life would have played out differently for all of us if we had listened and followed our soul’s calling from when we were young. If we had honored that inner voice, would we be more connected to nature, creativity, and each other? Would we live with more purpose and passion, free from the constraints placed upon us? Perhaps it’s never too late to return to that wisdom—to embrace the freedom that was always meant to be ours.

This message resonates deeply as I navigate the tension between the life I want to live and the life I need to live to function in this society. Yet, hope keeps finding me—this morning, it came in the form of my soul dog’s presence, accompanied by two butcher birds in my backyard. A gentle reminder that it’s all unfolding as it should.

"What about you? Have you ever felt that quiet nudge, calling you back to the part of yourself you once knew so well? I’d love to hear your thoughts.