Under rosy skies, roses bloom.
When People emote being stuck, lost, having no purpose, they believe Life is random and doing what's next is personal choice.
Well, of course, we have choice. What is our choice? Haphazard, random, care-free?
Order has become a word of aversion. This makes a choice for placing the sections of our Life Pattern by way of a daily order, an unpleasant, restrictive, duty. Not the kind of thing a "free-spirited" person wants to do.
What if . . . the Truth is -- Freedom is found in Order. What a Freeing experience to find that each day flows -- is Joyful, Peaceful, and Profound when filled with creative expression of One's Life Pattern rather than confusion, delay, repetition, distress.
Rosey Sun sets through swirls of lavender.