Purpose

When it’s all said and done, when your spirit or energy’s time on earth is over, what experiences will it take back home with it? What will it share when asked, “so, what was it like to be human? What did you learn while on earth?”

In a world of constant passion-pushing and trying to find your purpose, feeling like you’re in a race against time to make your mark on the world, it’s helped me to feel like maybe the point isn’t to feel fuelled by a desire to be known, to be successful, or to figure it all out. 

Maybe the point is to just be, to have experiences, and to feel emotions from moments that only a human can have.

Maybe the point is to reflect and learn daily, to hurt and then heal from events out of your control, to grow and move with the flow of change.

Or maybe there is no point… and that’s the point…? Maybe there’s freedom in believing this is all just an experience, one that shows us the potential simplicity yet ultimate complexity of being.

Maybe, maybe, maybe - I really don’t know, but when I get so in my head and overwhelmed with feelings of inadequacy and falling behind, buried in the questions of “who am I?” or “what is my purpose?”, I pause and think of some of the human experiences my spirit will be able to share when it leaves earth and returns home. Not what job title I had, not what I looked like, not what compliments I got or what others thought of me, but instead intentionally noting the passing moments, fleeting feelings, and sitting a little bit longer with them.

Being present, going through the ebbs and flows, learning and growing, breathing in and out… that feels like my purpose these days.