Saturday, March 5, 2011

What is my purpose?

I've been thinking a lot about this lately.... What is my purpose?

It's clear what my roles and responsibilities are (at least right now). But why? Why am I a wife. Why am I mother. Why am I a student. Why do I care?
I can see my self as a leader, going out and inspiring the masses. The question is: inspiring them to do what exactly? Be better people? That's been done before. Or has it? Let's think about this for a moment.
....Thinking....thinking..................................................twidly dee......................tweedly dum..........

Ok I've got it. My purpose is to be seen in hindsight. What I mean is one's destiny rarely presents itself in the form of a vision of the future. Usually one looks back at things and sees where everything falls into place.
This still doesn't answer my question, though. Am I just supposed to go through life aimlessly with no recourse but to reflect on the past hoping to see some pattern? Of course not, I tell myself.
I think I need to decide what my short-term purpose is, like a goal. Then hope that my path opens itself up for me. Who knows?

This is what I do know.
There is so much that needs to be done in the world. And I just want to know who is going to do it. I know I can't do everything, or even organize enough people to do everything. But I can do my part. Except I don't know what my freaking part is. Understand my frustration?
I know what my talents are. I can write. I can sing (I'm ok). I can find the good in anything. I'm relatively inteligent, as academics go. And I'm as honest as a person can be without being rude. So where does that leave me?

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year

I'm looking forward to 2011. It has got to be better than 2010, right? There is so much work to do. My personal (not business or school related) resolution is to slowly and surely make healthier habits. January, we're working on portion control and increasing the water intake. Wish me luck.

Every day I'm going to journal before I go to sleep. I wonder if I can or should do a video journal. I like to write but I'm distracted easily. Anyway. I'm tired. I'll write everyday, but I can't always guarantee it will be interesting.

Good night.