Why are we here? What is our purpose?
We have all pondered this question at some point in our lives. Usually it is through a cosmic or spiritual lens of why the human organism exists or why consciousness exists.
But how many of you think about this on a day to day level.
We all wake up every day and go to work, and when I say ‘go to work’, I am not talking about what it is we do to make money. What I am talking about is more of your life’s purpose.
We all run around like a chicken with our head cut off every day doing 800 different things and exhaust ourselves doing it, but why do we do it?
Why do we choose to do the activities that we do? For what purpose do we choose to do them?
In my StoryAthlete group, we were asked to reflect on and write about the core part of the work that we do.
To do this is simple enough, in theory. Keep asking ‘why’ until you can no longer answer the ‘why’ question. When you come to that point, you have reached the core of the issue.
In practice, that is another story. Often times when we ask that ‘why’ question, it is not always linear and takes us in another direction, away from where we started.
That is not a bad thing. This is a discovery question about our true selves and the image we project is often times a mask hiding who we truly are at our core.
One thing I know about myself is that I am a caregiver. Always have been. Almost every job I have had has revolved around taking care of and protecting people.
But is that really the core of who I am?
Why do I do what I do?
What is the bigger picture?
5 days a week, I wake up at 5am to write these stories. I read the assignment the day before and then spend the day reflecting on it before sitting down to write. I am still working on learning how to get what is in my head on to paper so that I can better convey my message I want to get across.
I am passionate about this. I read books on how to structure story and be a better writer. I read and digest copy to understand how message is composed to lead the reader to the authors conclusion. I watch sitcoms to better understand character creation and development.
This is not my job. I don’t get paid to do this.
So why do I?
Why do I spend the time researching and writing stories that most won’t take the time to read anyway?
This is the path asking the discovery question of ‘why’ lead me down.
It made me realize that at my core, I exist to help inspire people to be better versions of themselves.
This is a scary thing to say and admit. I mean, I’m nothing special. It’s not like I survived some great tragedy or climbed Mt Everest. Who am I to think that I have a right to encourage or inspire anyone to do anything?
But that IS who I am, and those that know me know this about me.
I have always been that person in someone’s corner encouraging them to go after their dreams. I am that person that listens, really listens, as you open up and expose your deepest wants and desires. I am that person that will give or share anything I can to help you achieve your goals.
Because of technology and social platforms, I have a tool to share my message with a wider audience.
A while ago I wrote a story about how the reason I write is to leave a legacy of who I am for my kids, but as I reflect on why I am really doing this it is to take my experiences and what I have learned to hopefully inspire them to be better versions of themselves and give them the tools to go after their dreams.
One thing I have learned through this process of writing is that I am the creator of my character. Who I am and who I want to become is defined by the words I write, not by outside influence or other people’s opinion.