Every day I wake up… it was only seconds that I was waking up yesterday… it is terrifying. I look in the mirror and my face is melting, becoming someone I do not know. The once young beauty clings still but she is dying a slow and bitter death. I do not know how to relate to a face that is not mine?
I am keenly aware of the limited time I have to make something beautiful happen. My life song, more than just a self-replication of my genes halfway in another… No, that is the simple solution for life’s truest purpose. There is something deeper, more complicated, and much further reaching than just my own little bubble of reality. Something that takes all of me, it can’t stop with the things that only make me happy.
So many others seem to not be tormented with this idea of living one’s highest purpose. 9 times out of 10, when asked, ‘What is the meaning of life.’ People will say ‘being happy.’ But my reply is always… ‘to live a meaningful life.’
What is a meaningful life? I see it like this: We all have a special way to contribute good in the world, in a way that we are best at. And through that, we fill a gap in the world that only we can fill with our own unique way of being good.
If we miss that opportunity, it’s like the butterfly effect. Though we are only one person, if we are too caught up with our own self-fulfillment, greed or refusal to change and progress from unhealthy ways, then the person we didn’t inspire or help because of this then can’t help the person they were supposed to inspire and help and so on.
This is why the world is the way it is… too many people breaking the web of our connection because ‘happiness’ is the goal of life instead of simply meaningful purpose. Yes, meaningful purpose will also bring happiness but it also can bring huge sacrifice, hard work, and suffering. But, it’s a life you look back at and feel good about. It’s a life where your soul can shine.
This is my constant obsession… I am trying so hard to fulfill my meaningful purpose, my own unique way of contributing good. I worry so much that I have failed and that time is going too quickly for me to achieve it… but never once in my life have I purposely ignored my purpose, I have just been lost as where to find it at times.
A book, a book, you need to write a book. That is what the voice in me head keeps saying… Before It’s Too Late…