Having Faith and Purpose


This week I’ve been thinking about Faith. Not really in the religious since, but in a personal spiritual way. Why am I thinking about faith? Because I’m having a tough time of it to be entirely honest. My son is really unwell this week and if you’re a parent, you know how much you pray for a speedy recovery. It got me thinking about how, when the good times roll, they just roll. Does it take a downturn in events to become really grateful or can we practice faith in a higher power, however you personally manifest that, on a daily basis?


I grew up in a family that for all intense purposes was Protestant by label but never attended church. I was taught from an early age that it was my job to steer my own ship through life and make my own destiny. That stood me in great stead, until I hit some inevitable rough patches. You know, those times when you wish you had someone to pray to because relying only on yourself feels like a massive burden?

It was no joke that I ended up living on the island of Bali, a place with a deep ritualistic belief in their own special brand of Hinduism. Daily prayers and offerings to the Hindu Gods, water purification, mantras and chanting became part of everyday life.

I’ve been blessed (literally) by some of the island’s most magical priests, enjoyed the energy of mass meditations and been honored to hear ancient teachings from the wise. Yet I still felt like I walked alone in life and at times that felt scary and raw.

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It took some major hard knocks for me to find guidance and begin to believe that I’m not the one in charge here. Some people call that God, a Higher Power or Conscious. For me it’s the greatest version of my own self, walking every step of the way with me. When I feel like I don’t have the strength to carry on, I ask her to carry me through. To me that’s faith.

Do you struggle to find inner strength? What’s your own belief system, we’d love to hear from you below.