It’s pretty funny how we can find inspiration everywhere, if
we just open our eyes and look for it. I
have been working a lot over the months, digging internally to find my purpose
in life. Purpose happens to be a feeling
that I am working towards, probably due to the fact that my kiddos are leaving
the nest and to be honest… for the last 24 years, the one thing I always was,
no matter where life took me, was a mother.
That was my purpose for half of my life on earth. I know there is another plan for me now… but
sometimes it’s hard to see through life’s muck what that is. I also feel that your purpose changes as your
life changes for the most part.
When you know what you want, but you just don’t know how to
get there, it can make you feel very overwhelmed and challenged. It can also be very aggravating when everyone
in your life seems to have an opinion of what you “should” be doing, which
leaves us terrified and afraid to go out and give life a try. Here’s the dealio… we all want to feel purpose. We are never going to find our purpose until
we go out and try new things. Not
everyone is going to agree with what you are doing sometimes, but hey… don’t
let them dim your light just because it’s shining in their eyes capeesh? You had a purpose before anyone had an
opinion.
So here’s my inspirational story about purpose. It happens to star my chicken, Spicy. The daughter of one of my best friends was
doing a project where they were hatching baby chicks in class. Once the chickens were hatched they had to
find homes for them. This happened to be
a few months after we had bought our home and had just gotten some baby chicks
of our own… so we thought, the more the merrier! They gave us two. Spicy and Squeak.
They were a different breed than the others
we had and to be honest… we treated them differently as well. We were bad chicken parents… already playing
favorites. We use to bring them in the
house and snuggle.
Anyway… long story
short. They grew up and were never
accepted into the general “chicken” population.
(Before you get chickens… do your research.) Different breeds have different behaviors and
we happened to have the two breeds that were the total opposite. We kept them in a separate area and everyone
was happy until we realized that Squeak was a rooster. Apparently he came into his manhood… and
started jumping on Spicy. He was twice
her size by this time and the horny little bastard couldn’t keep his chicken
legs off my little girl. He ended up
spurring holes into her skin and that’s when the little turd became
dinner!
Spicy continued to live her life… and she didn’t seem too
happy. She didn’t like being outside in
the elements, and I don’t think she liked being alone. She did start laying itty bitty eggs and
would get depressed when we took them from her.
Once the rains came… she became more of an introvert, she quit laying
eggs… so we had to do something. We
ended up making her a home in the garage, food, water, heat lamp for when it’s
cold. I got to go out and talk to her
more, started walking her outside when we were home, and she perked back
up. She was starting to love life
again. Here’s one for ya… she does not
potty in her house. She only potty’s
when we take her on her walks. A potty
trained chicken… yes people… we have a potty trained chicken.
The hubs was reading about her breed and we learned that Silkies
are very broody. A broody chicken only wants to hatch and raise chicks. This explained
her depression when we took away her eggs. A light bulb went off in my husbands head, and he grabbed a fertilized egg
out of the other chicken coop. At least,
we thought it might be fertilized.
Wouldn’t hurt… the most that would happen would we would either have to
throw it away and give her another… or we would have another chicken running
around. She loves it! It has given my little girl a purpose. She’s happy and alive again, and that’s what
finding your purpose can do.
The egg hasn’t hatched yet… could be any day. We did candle the egg and this is what we
saw. Not sure what’s going to happen
here… but Spicy may actually be a mommy soon.
I will keep you posted!
So remember… life will get you down. Depression will happen and it’s a part of
life. A rooster might spur the shit out
of you, and you just have to keep pushing to find your purpose and what makes
you happy. Ok… well a rooster probably
won’t spur the shit out of you, but it’s an analogy people. When life gets you down… just ask
yourself. “What would Spicy do?”
