Release the hounds, er... I mean the words. |
I am a writer, one who shares
his experiences and those of others using words. It’s my claim to fame, even if
that makes me a legend in my own mind. I tell stories. It’s my mission in life.
My purpose. But hasn’t always been that way.
I used to be a drifter. It sounds more dramatic than
it is but there was a time when I went through life without having a purpose to
existence. It was awful. I lacked focus and had no sense of who I was or what I
wanted.
I envy folks who at a very young age know what they want to do in life. Me? I was near into my 30s before discovering it was writing. And it had been right in front of me all along; in my face but couldn’t see it.
I envy folks who at a very young age know what they want to do in life. Me? I was near into my 30s before discovering it was writing. And it had been right in front of me all along; in my face but couldn’t see it.
Writing has been with me since birth. Well, maybe it was
really grade school but the point is I never considered writing as a way to
earn a living. It was fun; something to do when I got tired of bike riding,
watching TV, shooting hoops or whatever. Raining outside? Go and write.
Grounded in my bedroom? No problem; put pen to paper. Scribing was a pleasure.
Being near any body of water helps fuel my purpose. |
I was happy for a while. The turning point was as a
new home construction superintendent. The money was great; job satisfaction was
not. ‘Being handy’ is not in my skill set and building tract homes was just not
my thing. It filled my savings account but bankrupted my spirit. It wasn’t my
purpose in life and I was miserable. Took me more than a year of deep, honest
soul searching to ‘discover’ writing was my calling.
I’m happier now, though not all the time. Like
everybody else, I suffer setbacks and have ups and downs. Sometimes way downs.
But through it all there’s my writing. I’ve been a music journalist, publicist,
copywriter, strategic communications professional and now social change agent.
Sharing stories is my purpose; it’s what helps give life meaning.
With purpose, the sky's the limit. |
No matter your age, instilling yourself with a sense
of purpose constitutes a huge step in helping find value and meaning in your
own life. It also can literally spell the difference between life and death –
for young and old. It can steer youth toward a promising future, and can help
elders maintain vitality. In both cases, it is the sense of usefulness and value
(rather than mere productivity) that is important.
Caution: your sense of purpose can shift as you age.
Another consideration is the impact our culture has on what young or old people
are ‘supposed’ to do. Take it from me, both can clutter your mind and keep you
from seeing your own personal truth. That said, what is your life purpose?
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