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I was thinking recently (when I wasn’t supposed to be indulging in thinking, but just couldn’t help myself), that we are all puzzle pieces. And that which defines us, our borders, is ever-morphing in response to our own growth and transformation. So one day we might fit neatly into the larger puzzle, and then a few weeks, months, or years later, either we’ve morphed or the collective has morphed so we don’t fit any more. Then it is time to move on. Whether a friendship, a job, a location, whatever it happens to be. And it isn’t good, bad, right, or wrong. It simply is. Too often I believe we feel the need to overanalyze, to condemn it if it no longer works for us. But really, it is that the fit just isn’t a good one any longer.

Typically, I think, if it resonates it is working. And usually we know this on the gut level if we are paying attention.

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the pull of what you really love…”