Back in my post Crying With Purpose I found that with the exercise Steve had
discussed, the message of purpose that got to me was:
To be at home with my head in the clouds and music in my heart.
But after almost a month of thought, I’m stuck with one simple question. What
the @$#! does that mean? I mean, why couldn’t I have shed some tears over
something that made more sense! I’m sure with some more work I can translate this
into something, but for now I’m completely at a loss.