My nephew, David, turned 21 yesterday. What a monumental occasion for such a great guy. Twenty one is a big age. Not just because you can drink alcohol. But because you really become the first version of yourself as an adult. It's the first of many big stepping stones to adulthood.
As he blew out the candles on his birthday dessert last night, I really thought about all those wishes I have made over the years. It made me wonder what I would do differently if I could go back to 21 and make all my wishes over again and how all those birthday wishes would be so very different. They would have less to do with financial riches and more to do with spiritual wealth and abundance. I would ask for much more clarity in matters of the heart. I would seek out inner peace and true joy instead of just - more. More money. More time. More love. More of what I don't need. Mostly, I would wish for the gift of my greater purpose here on this blue marble we call earth.
Don't get me wrong. It's not that I have wasted my life wishing for selfish things every year. It's just that I know I would ask more directly for purpose, clarity, joy, and peace.
From here on in, I think I will wish more clearly. Be it on the stars in the sky or the candles on my cake, I will wish for the juicy goodness that comes with our purpose.