It’s morning and I’ve finished feeding myself, my boys, the dog and the cats. I have mushrooms cooking in a frying pan on the stove, some butternut squash cooking in the oven.

My son points out that a cat has left a dead bird on the porch. I go out and tenderly pick it up in a shovel, blessing its spirit, apologizing for my cats, while knowing full well that the cycles of life will be what they may. As I throw the carcass into the woods, I stop to talk to the trees.

“Thank you for being with me on this journey,” I say. Which gets me thinking about my soul’s journey.

Standing outside with the trees I start to ponder. I know I am here to somehow help save the world. I know that is part of my journey. But how do you help save the world when you don’t remember what your mission is? When you can’t remember where you came from and who you truly are on a soul level.

On some level, I know that I am a spark of divinity itself, but I’m in this body which seems to be the antithesis of divinity.

Tears streaming down my cheeks, I head back into the house. I hear the timer going off for the food in the oven, hear the mushrooms sizzling in the pan.

“Crap! I forgot I was cooking.” I run to the stove. Everything is okay, nothing burnt.

Looking around at the messy house around me, I start to cry again. I can’t even remember I’m cooking mushrooms. I can’t even keep my house anything closely resembling clean and tidy. I am just a human struggling to stay afloat in this world. How can I possibly save the world?

How can I possibly have anything of worth to share with others? How can I claim to be a healer and spiritual teacher? How can I know what my soul’s path is?

The truth is, I don’t know the answer to those question. Yet on some level I do.

I know that continuing to face each day, regardless of how lost and small I feel is part of my journey. I know that being authentic and honest about not knowing all the answers is part of my journey. I know that continuing to spend time outside, soaking up the sun and reveling in the beauty of the flowers is part of my journey. I know that taking care of and loving myself is part of the journey. I know that caring for my children day in and day out is part of my journey. I know that when I feel an urge to share my experiences and messages with you, it is part of my journey.

Step by step, I continue along on my journey. I don’t know what the mission is or what the final outcome will be, but I trust the process and keep on walking anyway.

To my fellow lightworkers and you who know that you are here to somehow save the world…

I know how lost you sometimes feel, wondering what little old you is supposed to be doing here. Wondering what the great plan for you is.

Even though it might not feel like it, you are doing what you are here to do just by being you.

Keep making choices from your heart. Keep loving yourself and those around you. Keep doing things that bring you joy. Keep being real, authentic and true to yourself. Keep listening to the teachings of others if their message resonates with you. But remember that your truth can only be found within you and your own soul’s wisdom is greater than the wisdom anyone else can offer you.

Please know that as lonely as your path may feel, you are not alone. We are here for each other, whether we consciously realize it or not. We are also always fully loved and supported by spirit on the other side. And luckily, they do know our soul’s path.

Even though I don’t know exactly how, I am confident we will save the world, one step at a time. Just by being ourselves.

With much love,
Hedy MacDonald

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