Every now and then someone will mention the idea that we all have a purpose. And then they’ll unfailingly add, “I haven’t figured out what mine is yet.”
I had no idea what mine was either, although the notion that we each have a purpose was much more delightful than thinking we had none. That would be ridiculous.
I never gave the idea much thought, actually. I just figured life was unrolling the road as I traveled it and whether to take this branch or that I was free to choose.
To me, “purpose” always seemed like it should start with a capital P. It was like your destiny or something. And you’d discover it as you went along, although you might have to go a long way.
It seemed like it had to be grand and dramatic, even if in a relatively small way, like when those brave souls stop lanes of urban traffic to rescue a kitten stranded on the median.
Then the other day, for no particular reason, some voice in my head announced, “The purpose of your life is to be your Best Self, facing life’s struggles and opportunities with your values intact and your mind set on your ultimate goal.”
Well! That was pretty intriguing! It was the kind of thing you want to mull over a bit. It had some layers to it and a ring of truth somehow. It felt comforting, and fortifying.
I considered it a gift to those of us who sometimes ponder the purpose question.
Tuck it in your pocket if it appeals to you. Maybe someplace near your heart. Let it make you smile and feel confident and strong.
So, I thought to myself, purpose isn’t playing a spectacular role of some kind somewhere along your journey. It’s your day-to-day stretching into your Best Self, whatever you decide your Best Self is, all the while dealing with the ten thousand challenges and opportunities life throws at us all, and still remembering who you are, remembering to keep focused on your ultimate goal.
When you think about what it takes to fulfill that purpose, you realize it’s something easier said than done. It’s one of those things that takes some intention, discipline, and maybe a lifetime to master. But, oh! Think of the rewards!
Maybe “purpose” deserves to be written with a capital P after all.
Be you. Shine on.
Warmly,
Susan