What Is My Purpose?

“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.”    ―      Ralph Waldo Emerson

There have been mornings of late, that I’ve awoken in bed, asking myself, “why am I here and what is my purpose?”  Tempted to retreat back under the blankets and contemplate the answers to these questions, I have had to work hard to get myself out of bed and into my day.

I’m sure that we’ve all been at this point in our lives at some time or another.  It may sound like depression talking but, in actual fact, it may be one of the healthiest set of questions that we can ask ourselves because it causes us to ponder whether we are doing all that we are capable of doing in this thing that we call, Life.

Of course, no one has the answers to these questions to give to us.  They are what I consider Cosmic Questions or, as some would say, rhetorical.  However, they are questions that give answers if we look within deeply enough.

“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.”    ―      Dr. Seuss

Do any of us have some actual purpose?  Do we really need one?  More questions without answers being readily or even possibly available by anyone walking this planet.

I’m reminded of the old movie, It’s A Wonderful Life, with Jimmy Stewart where he is shown by an yet-to-be-winged angel, what other’s lives would have been like had he not been in them.

That movie, offers us one of the perhaps, best answers to these questions.  It shows us that we are like threads in a finely woven blanket.  When you pull out one, the rest begin to unravel and the blanket loses not only its stability but, also the shape, texture, look, pattern and feel.  One thread may not seem like a lot but, it has its purpose.  It sustains a weave that has been woven with that thread as a part of its finished product.

It’s that analogy that reminds me that even the tinest of creatures, the most seemingly useless of life, all have purpose.  There’s delicate balance on this planet that has been built from the least complex to the most complex.  Yet, every single layer, has been stacked upon the other.  Remove one and you’ve removed the balance of the entire system.  The least complex are therefore, just as important as the most complex.

Does it really matter that I am not achieving anything seemingly truly meaningful to the entire world?

The mere fact that we have been here has meaning.  We have served some purpose whether we see it or not.  Even microscopic sized creatures serve purposes so, we don’t need to be doing something grandiose to be considered to have purpose.  We simply need to be.  If we can be happy whilst being, we’ve put icing on the cake.

Mother Theresa sums it up nicely for us all in this quote,

“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.

Life is beauty, admire it.

Life is a dream, realize it.

Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it.

Life is a game, play it.

Life is a promise, fulfill it.

Life is sorrow, overcome it.

Life is a song, sing it.

Life is a struggle, accept it.

Life is a tragedy, confront it.

Life is an adventure, dare it.

Life is luck, make it.

Life is too precious, do not destroy it.

Life is life, fight for it.”    ―      Mother Teresa

And, with that, I begin my day each day, knowing that no matter what I do or don’t do in it, I’m serving some purpose by simply being part of this world.  It’s one heck of a kick start to your day to realize this because whatever you do throughout your day, you’ve got a purpose whether you see it or you don’t.

Have a wonderful day everyone.

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