What’s My Purpose

So I was watching Avenue Q a while back and Princeton is fresh out of undergrad and trying to find his purpose. He stops living, determined to find his purpose before he does anything else. This got me thinking. What’s my purpose? What do I live to do? Why am I here?

Deep thoughts, right. I love to write. So I write. I edit. I revise. I re-edit. An endless cycle of writing. And it fills me with a sense of purpose and gives my existence meaning. So when I have problems with my hand and I can’t write as much, I lose some of my purpose. I don’t like how that feels.

It reminds me of when I herniated a disc in my back and couldn’t sit. Back then I was a consultant. My purpose (or job) required traveling and sitting at different client sites to do my work. So when my back acted up, I couldn’t do my job and I lost my purpose. That was one of the worst times in my life. I felt useless. I felt like nobody capable of doing nothing. Just talking about it conjures up bad feelings.

Anyway, what is my point?  I think we all need a purpose. Scratch that. We all need a few purposes. Reasons to exist. Things that make life meaningful and worth living. My writing is still number 1, but I need a number 2 and 3. I guess Number 2 is my dog and my family. (Yes, in that order. One lives with me the other only visits.) Number 3 would be my friends.

But having those 3 purposes makes my life better and richer.

What is your purpose? What do you live to do or be?

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8 Responses to What’s My Purpose

  1. Gerard says:

    Great picture of your dog. What big green eyes! Are they really that green or did the photo make them appear to be greener than normal?

    You really hit on a deep subject, the purpose of one’s life. I know that for most of my waking hours, I don’t really ever think of it, because life itself gets in the way…you know, work, meetings, appointments, driving here and there, waiting in traffic or in lines, chores, TV, computer…the usual time drains. And then when I do think about it, sometimes I think that the purpose is just to keep one’s head above water, to not drown in all the pitfalls of life. On a grander scale, I think purpose is relationships (family, friends, significant others, and of course our pets), setting and reaching for worthy goals, and trying to be a good person (however one might internally define that concept). I never viewed money as a purpose, maybe as a means, but never as a goal.

    • LOL. His eyes are brown it was the flash that made them go green. 🙂 Money is a means to an end. It helps me move forward toward my goals. But money is not the goal. 🙂 It’s easy to get lost in the day to day and forget why you are doing what you’re doing. But you can’t stop everything until you figure it out. But it’s something to think about on the commute.

  2. berry says:

    Great dog. My purpose is my daughter. Dogs and mike. In that order. Love them all. They need me esp my dogs. Life is good with them around.

  3. Meg Spinella says:

    Ditto about the dog!
    My purpose is to LOVE. that encompasses my husband and children, siblings and friends and animals, immediate community and larger communities. I’m a writer now but I’ve had three other careers and loved them all, deeply and passionately. I owned a pre-school, owned a bookstore, and spent 15 years ministering to the dying as a hospice chaplain.

    When I don’t feel loving – toward myself, others, or my work, I know it’s because I’m afraid. Deal with the fear and I’m no longer stuck. It’s a lifetime job to recognize all the faces of fear and build a “toolbox” to get out of my own way so Love can flow, as it is meant to do.

  4. Emma says:

    That’s your dog, Emerson? He is such a cutie! My son would love to have a dog, but I think he’s a little too young for that and I would be the one taking care of it. But once he’s a bit older I’ll think about it. I’ve always loved animals and Emerson is a good example of why I do. I mean just look at his cute little face, gorgeous! And talking about my purpose in life, that’s easy: my son, of course 🙂

    • Yup that’s Emerson. I know everyone thinks their dog’s cute, but it’s nice to hear that others think so! I think I got my first dog when I was five or six and I was too young. What a great purpose!

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