Life happened
It’s difficult to believe that it’s been over two years since I published here on Substack. I have no solid reason other than I found myself down unexpected roads. But as with many detours in life, we gain a lot when we move through unforeseen territory. It was no different for me.
In these few years, I’ve experienced the loss of too many dear friends and family. On top of that, old dreams that used to ignite me with energy and excitement no longer inspired. All the loss shifted my soul. The shifts came either like earthquakes or slow waves melting into a shoreline.
Between eternal goodbyes and adjusting to new dreams and new goals, rooted a stronger conviction not to give up on spiritual deepening or personal aspirations. After all, worthy goals, aspirations, and spiritual growth cultivate an internal state in which Source can flow, allowing the wonderment of peace and joy to manifest spontaneously.
It hasn’t been a time of losing myself in angst or meandering through a desert of the soul. Instead, I’ve been folding in and expanding beyond previously held ideas of who I was. (I am not sure that sentence makes sense, but it is the closest I can get right now at expressing the idea.) It has all been challenging, but also wonderful. And at some point along the way, the nudge to relaunch The Creator’s Compass began to whisper in my heart. But I wanted to relaunch with a bang! With fireworks and excitement. I wanted it to be perfect.
Yet, perfection sears the heart with poison. It happens when we reach for the very worthy goal of excellence, but at the expense of what makes us authentic.
As the poison of perfection distorted my mind, I wrote and recorded words for The Creator’s Compass not in alignment with my higher goals and why I created The Creator’s Compass in the first place. Finally, I gave up the ghost of a perfect dive back into this creative exchange.
So here I am, relaunching with a short message and an illustration, which speaks to the idea of allowing Source to flow through us.
Perfection be gone! You tire me.
I would like to end by saying thank you for your patience and kindness during these quiet few years, and for not unsubscribing!
As always, I like to close with this prayer:
May our minds me calm and peaceful
May our voices be kind and truthful, and
May our hearts be full of love and compassion.
I’ll reach out again soon.
Renee
