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Don't look for your dreams to come true, become true to your dreams



For me, 2017 has been a journey in search of meaning after a spiritual awakening brought on by crisis (as it often happens). I would say, if the purpose of life can be summed up in one sentence, it is this: you are responsible for discovering your true identity and finding the courage to live an authentic life that is aligned to the essence of your soul. Every mistake, lesson, heartbreak, and painful moment is an opportunity to learn and grow - not a failure, but a redirection. Embrace change by always striving to be better than the day before. And love. Love those near and far, love the ones who love you, those who leave you and those who hurt you. Love so much it hurts and then love some more because we are all on the same difficult journey and we need to love and be loved to make it through. Ok, you beautiful people, go out there and do something magical today!

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