When Purpose Feels Lost

“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”

There are seasons when the path disappears.

Not because you have gone wrong. Not because you have failed. But because the path you were on has ended, and the next one has not yet appeared. This is not a crisis. This is a threshold.

Rumi understood thresholds. He wrote about the space between the old life and the new one — the place where the caterpillar has dissolved but the butterfly has not yet formed. This space is uncomfortable. It is supposed to be.

The question to ask in this season is not "what should I do?" The question is: "what am I being asked to release?"

Purpose returns. But it often returns in a form you did not expect.

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