It's been a long search through foggy valleys, sandy plains, and dense forests, but I think I'm getting closer. I can hear it whisper in my ear, teasing me at times, and if I'm quick, I catch it in my shadows. It's been a restless game of hide and seek, but as elusive as my soul may be, I track it's prints and push forward. I can sense its presence most when I'm creating art with my images, writing words in my journal, or helping others, and that's when I know I'm getting closer. One day I will find it and when I do, I will hold it tight, and live a fiercely purposeful life.