As I sat meditating, hoping to clear the negative energy from the day, I was asked to seek my life’s purpose. I quickly felt hot tears flowing down my cheeks as if a river had just broken through a dam. Why was this causing so much pain? Why was I so lost when I had been doing what I thought was my calling? The leader then brought us to a state of such relaxation as she told us to notice anything we saw. I quickly envisioned the face a watch enveloped by hands. Under the hands were flames. The symbolism of me holding my life and time slipping away and I knew the fire was alit and I was on my way! Destiny was in my hands and controlling time was clear, but the flames, to me were a driving, burning passion, perhaps one that time has yet to unfold. And perhaps it will be at the hands of another. I’m anxious and excited to embrace these visions as they offer themselves as I’ve had them since I was young but dispelled them as nonsense, and am only now realizing how special they are and how much meaning they could hold. I could help others understand their paths and one day, finally understand mine. I suspect my flame, twin flame, that is, was very much a part of that vision for a reason. I’m not the only one that is lost.