Chasing your bliss leaves you tired and worn, with empty hands and a confused, blind heart. For the heart rarely knows the mysteries of the stars, or where this path will take you. Follow, instead, the hands who made you, the heart who knows you fully, the One who formed the stars and aligned them with the moon. Follow Him, and you get more than your bliss. You find peace and purpose. I don’t know about you, but that’s my bliss.