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    The shell of purpose

    pur·pose
    ˈpərpəs/
    noun
    noun: purpose; plural noun: purposes
    1.
    the reason for which something is done or created or for which something exists.

    verb: purpose; 3rd person present: purposes; past tense: purposed; past participle: purposed; gerund or present participle: purposing

    1.
    have as one’s intention or objective.

     

    According to Webster, this is what purpose means. Why we are here on this earth. What we are supposed to be spending our hours, days, weeks, and years fulfilling. Cool. I think in a broad roundabout sort of way he did a good job putting definition to the word. However, I think the way society has taken and ran with the word has changed our view of it completely.

    When someone asks me what my purpose is, I instantly think of what will be with my career, what I will do on a daily basis to make the world a better place, and what I will have to show for the things that I do choose to do. We make our purpose seem like the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, if we work hard enough to get there we will finally reach it. Whether it’s the six figure salary, finally graduating med school so that you can cure cancer, or having children and raising a family, we all have an idea of what our purpose is in life and what we will be once we finally reach our potential and fulfill our purpose. I’m sorry but I don’t like that view. Those are all wonderful things to strive for, and hopefully if those are things you want, you will reach those goals, but I DON’T think that our purpose should be defined by reaching those goals.

     

    Right now I am in a transitional phase. I recently moved, got married, started back with school, and am now on the job hunt. I feel completely purposeless. It’s funny because all growing up I said that all I wanted to do was to be a wife and a mom. I’ve checked one of those boxes and feel like I have less purpose than a did before I was married. Sweet, so is it all downhill from here? Will I always feel like a waste of space, always looking at people around me in awe of the “purpose” they have in their life? Not if I choose not to.

    I am starting this blog to find my purpose. I want to find my purpose in each and every day. I want to look for what my purpose of the day is. Every morning wake up looking for an opportunity to fulfill that. Some days it may seem more important than others, but the fact is that we have the gift to wake up to a new day each morning, so why not choose to make the most of it? Whether it is redoing a piece of furniture in your home to add warmth and comfort, shopping for a friend’s birthday present to put a smile on their face, studying all day in order to pass the test on Monday, or even helping someone out that needs a hand. We all have purpose in each and every day, and I think that if we look at it as small things to accomplish, we won’t be as overwhelmed by the seemingly insurmountable question of  what is my purpose? 

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