What is life’s purpose? What are we all here for? What does this all mean?
Someone asked me today to write about life’s purpose. Finding one’s purpose, and finding ourselves along the way.
And the first thing I thought of was Siddhartha, a book gifted to me by a friend, that changed my life.
Changed my life may be a tad bit over the top, but it changed my perspective at least. It also gave me a reference to the way I was living my life. A reference that comforted me as I read about a man’s journey in life that felt very relatable to my own.
“When someone seeks,” said Siddhartha, “then it easily happens that his eyes see only the thing that he seeks, and he is able to find nothing, to take in nothing because he always thinks only about the thing he is seeking, because he has one goal, because he is obsessed with his goal. Seeking means: having a goal. But finding means: being free, being open, having no goal.”
We look to great philosophers of another time, and to the great thinkers of today to tell us the key to life. We look to them for a better understanding of things that we can actually find ourselves. We give up our responsibilities, and pursuits of truth in effortless quotations, and dictations of other people’s thoughts, lives and experiences.
More and more people today are living the lives that have been mapped out for them by peers of older generations. So many of us are constantly grasping at any literature that will give us the answers to our doubts, that will give us the confidence to take ahold of our lives, that will give us assurance that if we were to follow what it is that we seek in our hearts that we will find happiness there.
But the truth is, no one can give you that answer. No book, no philosopher, no high esteemed peer can give you the truth you are searching for. The purpose you are looking for is already within you. All the answers, all the questions, all the maps, and hidden keys are buried shallowly beneath the skin and bone of your own body. And until you are able to realize your own true power, you will never find true purpose in anything. Until you are comfortable in your own mind and spirit, and until you allow yourself to simply be…..you will always be in search of what is already found.
Siddhartha found me in small moment. Nothing profound about the time period. The book sat on my shelf for far too long. But one day on a flight I decided to take this book along. It was a story of a man so determined to collect tales, and experiences that he gave up all the riches and knowledge that his background had gifted him. It was a simple story, but profound.
And as I finished the last page I realized I was already living my life’s purpose. I was finding the answers in all the experiences that I had collected over the years. All the beautiful ones, all the painful ones, all the exciting ones, all the awaited ones. I was simply letting my life happen instead of planning my next step. I was taken in by the ebb and flow of everything around me.
And that was the point. It was for me anyhow.
I can’t explain the purpose of your life, and neither can anyone else. But I can relate to other’s stories, and I can relate to Siddhartha’s. And maybe you can relate to mine, and his. Or maybe you cannot. But the point of the words written here….is to let you know, that it is ok to just….be. If you sit with yourself, and listen to the world around you, it will speak back to you. If you sit and watch the world around you, it will show you things you have not seen before. If you sit and let the world around you evolve, it will help you to evolve as well.
Stop searching for what you already have. Close your eyes. The answers are there. I promise you.