“Efforts and courage are not enough without purpose and direction.”
— John F. Kennedy
It’s been awhile, I know. I am finding my way back to writing again, but, more importantly, I’m finding my way back to my purpose.
For me, I can’t have a sense of direction without a vision or without knowing my purpose—why it is I’m doing what I’m doing. Defining the purpose is what drives me on most everything I do, from projects at work to decisions in my life. When I am clear about my purpose, I thrive. I am determined, I am focused, and I am courageous. I am willing to make mistakes and fail because whatever I do or try is in service of that purpose. My purpose becomes my guiding light on any path or direction I take.
I’ve been lost because I lost my sight of my purpose. I allowed myself to believe in what other people thought. I allowed myself to follow other people’s purposes. And the more I did that, the more I lost my purpose and myself.
It’s taken me some time to clear away the self-doubt, push aside the cha-cha, and hear my own voice again. And when I did, I could ask myself these questions and hear my answers:
Why do I write? I write to process life, to process thoughts, and to process feelings. I write to share stories. I write to heal and to offer healing.
Why do I write this blog? I write this blog first and foremost for me. I write it to practice my writing and provide an outlet to keep writing.
That last purpose is really important for me. If I think I am writing for someone else, then my focus is on what other people think rather than what I think. And when I worry about what others think, I’m disconnected from myself. I’m not being truly me, which means my writing isn’t truly me.
It feels really good right now to be reconnected to my purpose. I know I may lose sight of it once in awhile, but I’m hopeful that I’ll always come back to it.
Make it a purposeful week, make it a great week.
(Photograph by Aaron Burden.)