This piece has been on my heart for sometime. Today it feels complete. I thought I would share it here. I hope it brings you some joy, hope or gratitude for where you are now. 🌟 My first conference with a community of women in business was a weekend at Sparkling Hill. On my drive home, I couldn’t resist pulling over on a dark stretch of highway to look up at the stars. There were so, so, so many. It was a perfectly clear night, and standing there under that enormous sky, I remember thinking: I wish everybody could feel this inspired. I wished people could get even a glimpse of their own unique purpose—and then stand in community with other people who were discovering theirs, too. To me, it was beautiful. That was around the time I joined social media, and for a while, I really did have a community around me. I had support. I had people who inspired me. It felt like we were all part of something. And after that first year, when I looked at the thought leaders I admired, I started to imagine they were all part of the same club and myself admiring them from a distance. I think I saw it that way because I had experienced my own little version of that club. But the truth is, it probably wasn't quite that simple. Have you ever looked at the Big Dipper and thought, Wow. Those stars are so beautifully woven in place, like they are meant to belong together. From here, they look like a perfect little community in the sky. But the interesting thing about constellations is that the stars that appear close together from Earth can actually be incredibly far apart from one another. Some are much farther away from us than others. And over time they are even moving away from each other. The pattern is something we see from our one position. The stars don't necessarily know they're part of it. And maybe communities can be like that, too. Sometimes we find ourselves surrounded by people who seem perfectly aligned with us. We share ideas, dreams, inspiration and purpose, and it feels like we've found our people.