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Each moment of consumption giving me more information on systems, steps, and questions to find out what my purpose is on this earth and what I am “here to do.” I became obsessed. I would dive into things headfirst and keep them going for a few weeks before deciding I was on the wrong path.
Some idea would catch my eye and I’d take steps forward before getting bored and slacking off.
It was like when you’re a kid and your weird uncle does that crappy magic trick, and you just want him to tell you how he did it so you can stop trying to figure it out and get on with your life. All of a sudden, I stopped asking myself the same question over and over again and expecting a different answer every time. No longer did I feel like I had to find this one thing that I was put on this earth to do.
Then almost as soon as I gave up trying so hard, things became a lot clearer. We create thoughts and knowledge and content and books and podcasts and TV programs and websites and furniture and i Phones and apps to go on those i Phones and other phones to rival those i Phones and slightly bigger i Phones we call i Pads and all sorts of other inventions and relationships and businesses and lives for ourselves…. But we also create fear and negativity and judgment and perfectionism and evil and other bad stuff. ” is actually a pretty poor question when it comes to the kind of answer most of us are looking for. No longer was I searching for this magic moment that would give me a sign that I should definitively label myself as this or that.
” I would muse on this for days, weeks, and months at a time, desperately trying to figure out the answer and looking for some Eureka moment. After traveling to various parts of Europe and South East Asia, connecting with others and trying to figure my own stuff out, I still felt completely lost.
Almost every book I read, every podcast that I listened to, and every video I watched all seemed to keep coming back to this question in some roundabout way. Like I was just wandering the globe, going from place to place without any reason, and simply shuffling through life with a black hole continually expanding inside of me.
Suddenly, discovering “my purpose” became inconsequential. Things that make us feel like we are adding to the world and like we are helping in some way.
Force myself to act like everything was moving in the right direction.
Whether we are dating, married, or just casually talking we need to be more intentional about who we are…
It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.” ~ Mary Dunbar I sat staring at myself in the mirror. Force myself to put on a smile and pretend to be happy.
I’d gone from never thinking about my purpose, to being obsessed with finding it, to just getting fed up with it all.
In fact, I was pissed off that all these other people seemed to be living “in line with their purpose” while I was left stuck and still asking questions.