For the longest time, I had no passion. Yes I did love a ton of things, but was not really passionate about any. You are passionate about something when you know you have to do it every day for the rest of your life. At least in my humble opinion.
Few years ago, I went to an intensive women’s retreat. The best thing I’ve done for myself, without a doubt! On the last night there, I had a dream. A powerful dream. I dream about me helping a blind woman! She was not able to complete a task I had asked of her and she was going to call someone else for help. I refused that she ask someone else and insisted that I help her instead. I knew she could do it on her own instead of feeling defeated and have to call someone else.
I woke up, it was still pitch black outside, my heart was thumping out of my chest and I was super excited. I felt that dream was my calling or God himself talking to me. For so long, I wanted to help out. I wanted to volunteer but didn’t know where nor for what cause. Now I know. I am in my 30′s and I had to go to a retreat to realise what I’ve been missing out on in my life all these years. I want to create a similar venue for younger women and teenagers. I want to help young people live their lives with passion, and purpose…I want them to tap into their highest potential and know that there is nothing they can’t do.
I had no clue where to start making this dream of empowering younger women become a reality. That was only a few years ago. Now, I know that I am committed 100% to this … I know exactly what to do … and the universe is opening the right doors for me along the way.