The Purpose: A Rare, Unfiltered Post

This is a quick post, but then again, aren’t all my posts “quick”?

I’m laying down, ready to write, and I thought, “Okay, it’s my moment - let’s do this!” I realized I didn’t know what I wanted to write about, and then that spiraled into the realization that maybe not everything has to have a purpose. Maybe I could just exist and that would be enough. As someone who hyper-focuses on little details and re-reading each paragraph every time there’s an askew word or something that doesn’t make sense, I have to fix it. I must fix it. Ten thousand years later I’ve written a blog post that I’ve nearly given up. I was thinking today about how I’ve been told I’m a good writer, but how everyone I know who writes is so much better at it than me and how disappointing that is.

Lately, I’ve been trying to change the way I think and feel. I started by getting a paper journal and coming up with three goals each day, along with noting my priorities. I’ve been looking to find people that are more motivated and driven, optimistic and charming. It seems to help push me to achieve my goals and I enjoy that. I love the convenience and curiosity of technology but miss deep human interactions. Maybe I can have both?

Tonight I wanted to post on social media asking people what a goal is that they accomplished lately, but I didn’t. 1) out of fear that no one would reply and 2) because I remembered Facebook is usually a place people go to turn life off and get distracted from "real life stuff". My biggest goal lately is to stop caring what other people think and allowing that to rule my life, so I guess I’ve settled for that in the form of writing this blog post, which is still public but feels much more safely tucked away in a small corner of the internet. 

The jumbled philosophy and lesson of this blog is that sometimes you don’t always have to have a purpose. Sometimes you can just be. Sometimes good is enough, but know that there isn't a limit to greatness. Once you taste it you can go as far as you want. Limits are rules we set upon ourselves and as kids, we learn how to manage and push boundaries. Why is it harder to do that as adults? What if you could define your own worth instead of wondering how you compare to everyone else. What if you can do things you’ve never even dreamed of doing? Maybe the purpose isn’t about doing at all, maybe it is about being. Simply be and do good.