The Road to Purpose

For years I wondered what purpose I had. Why was I here? Why had I endured all that I had? And what was left for me to do now? I excelled in higher education, traveled all around the world, competed in several athletic endeavors, had a successful career, volunteered and helped others in need, survived countless health challenges, wrote a book, and even finally found a peace within side myself.

So, what now?

What was I to do with the rest of my life? I searched beaches, mountains, deserts, volcanos, rivers, and clouds floating past into the darkening sky, all for a sign. Nothing came. How could that be? There must be an answer, a grandiose plan for me to complete. But I couldn’t find it. This brought me sorrow. I felt destined for greatness and somehow I had failed. I cried until I felt only emptiness. I screamed until I felt raw, flipped inside out.

Then, one day, in the simplest of moments, in an indescribable and unidentifiable twinkling of grace, the answer arrived. I was stripped down to my essence. And I felt like I had come home after a long, long time. The answer wasn’t new or complicated. It had been with me my whole life. I was living it. I always had.

My purpose, how I am destined to spend the rest of my time on earth, is not what I write, the diplomas on my wall, the things in my home, the places I travel, or the skills I acquire. It is all about giving and receiving love in every moment to every being.  

Since this realization, I strive to live in each moment for this purpose. It is the most fulfilling and beautiful reason for me to live.

Now tell me, what’s your purpose?

With boundless love,

Cherie