"It touched deeply the inner child, curious and believing"

I have been in continuous search for my life goal, but as it has looked too “brave” and “not meant for me” I have put it off, thinking to deal with it at the “maybe later stage in my life”. You know, when you are at The Happy, who knows how you miraculously got there without precise goal and effort, but it happened, by waiting for a miracle, the oldest best excuse for no action. So, when I started Lifebook I thought it would be one of the tasks I smartly manipulate to be done, smooth and correct by the book, that the inner voice of me would need to silent off for another, say decade, cause I did it, right, all according legislation of my soul and classified under “she tried” section. What happened, instead, was a trip that the manipulation machine in me, real advanced product, believe me, got stuck in every lesson, every chapter I went to browse unknowingly, not afraid what I’d find. And it got caught manipulating through life, redhanded with victim-acts, goal-jeopardize and blame of others. By the language Jon used. The Language of Soul. It touched deeply the inner child, curious and believing, without that seed of “but”; it healed carefully the broken heart I had broken myself, trust that I am, I can, I am worth of it to try.. Try?! No, noone ever let me out of the chapter with Try. Jon sealed the Pandora of Try with locks of self-responsible, own choice, and noones else job. He talked to my Soul straight, without any “helpful” middlemen of ego or pride, and the great manipulator, even months now after finishing the quest hasnt hesitated to question my decision I found. I did not expect it, but it arrived. And I know the decidion is something that rises like dough, I cannot undo it, I cannot unhear it, I cannot unfeel it, it is growing, and it will be ready to press itself out of the frame of the bowl anytime noone expected. And not “when it is comfortable to burry it together with all the other dreams I at that point would sarcastically call “daydreams””. Thats precisely the thing that makes life worth living for me. If I had no daydreams I probably would be laying in a coffin. Otherwise I keep on dreaming or I am dreaming I was dreaming, this endless Longing to Belong. Jon made me responsible for. That Longing to Belong would be replaced with my tribe where I belong, not long for. And this tribe is now growing, slowly, but surely and for “ununderstandable” reasons my yoga classes have only with few weeks lessons happened already 22k reach.. So, thank you Mindvalley, thank you Jon and Missy, for being so strong with clues and so gentle with encouraging, so exhaustive with revealing my hideaways and supporting the road of unknowing with the clearest bulb, my inner light. And most importantly, deeply deeply thank you for opening your fragility, so that I would dare to open this sacred room in mine. It would never have happened that the masks of Strong fall if you didnt get yourself undressed in You. Sat nam you all!