Have you ever sat down and pondered upon your purpose? Well at least what you think your purpose for being alive must or should be…
Have you ever been in bed, daytime or night, wondering why you’re here? Wondering what it all means? Wondering about this grand master plan called life?
Have you ever been out in the ocean watching, feeling and listening to the waves crash through and against you and the shore; thinking about what this all means, what you could possibly be on this path to accomplish?
“What am I here for?”
“What is my purpose?”
I often think about this question. I often conjure up what I deem as a fitting answer. I often think: I just want to inspire and be inspired. I want to feel free and happy. I want those around me to feel my love and feel appreciated. I want to add to other’s lives. I want to create.
But am I really answering this question!?
Am I really?
I think not.
I don’t know what my purpose is. I can only say what I think is suitable for me and only do what I think is best.
But maybe all in all having a purpose is simply a feeling we get when we finally think our lives are moving in the right direction.
Then we stop and think… what is the right direction?
– Diandra C
Ps: According to Eleanor Roosevelt,
The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.