Why did I choose my parents

Odd title for this blog, yet that's exactly what just dawned.

Where am I and why the realization now? 

To give a perspective begins with this comment of "why we are drawn to certain paths, roads, detours etc".   I am driving towards The Himalayan Institute which is in Honesdale, Pennsylvania and after six hours of driving in the non stop rain I decide to call it a night.  I am redirected to the Country Inn and Suites in Cortland, NY.  

After a nice hot whirlpool soak I sit by the fireplace.   The calm is overcoming and I begin to feel a wave of tranquility.  

Later in the night I do some past life regression hypnosis with Brian Weiss on his YouTube video.  I have been on this self reflective week long expedition since the Lunar eclipse.   Each night going a little deeper into the past realm. 

So here I am casually walking in for breakfast, past the hour that the girl at the reception mentioned, and lo and behold there is abundance of food.  Eating my fruit and sipping my chai I look out this window and "bing" the answer appears.  

my parents before my birth

The reason why I chose my parents was for who they were, and also because of their extended family which I inherited.  They provided security of family, tribe, and food and shelter.  They securely ground my foundation in this physical realm.  The love and attention of the extended family compensated for not getting sole attention of the parents.  We moved a lot of homes and locations.  My father was in the Air Force and yes I was born in an Air Force base.  Planes, their sounds and their flights were as part of my cellular existence as the sunshine of the tropics.   My fathers colleagues and others became the extended family.  Their children became the "extended siblings", relationships forming for what seemed like a lifetime. 

The security of my existence never questioned.  

Now I move and I relocate at a drop of a hat. Walking or driving, I even choose new routes to discover.  

Education was important and it instilled in me that life is the learning, the lessons.  I developed the curiosity to discover.  

I see this clearly and my own purpose begins to emerge.  Knowing who I am comes from knowing where and why I came to this life, it is what propels me to be and do what I do. 

Who am I is then not the question I grapple.  Instead I am reminded of how effectively I live.  How do I fulfill what is mine to do.   It is this life path.   This is the  purpose.