Does the title scare you? I will admit, it does scare me. Purpose of Life – seems like a lofty and spiritual place doesn’t it? Something many aspire and fail trying.

I have been thinking about it – the purpose of my life. It was partly forced (a leadership group/mentoring camp I am belong to did an exercise) and partly a necessity (I have hit an age when mid-life crisis hits. I don’t plan to run a marathon but instead I contemplate about my life)

It has been a hard exercise. Joining together the pieces of me and my experiences to understand how and why I reach and then from there reaching out to finding my strengths and tying it in with my purpose of life is a lot of work. It leaves me baffled and perplexed a lot of times. I have screamed and yelled. I have asked questions and nodded my head in annoyance. It is ongoing.

I don’t know if I am closer to figuring out the purpose of life or even understood why I need to understand my purpose of life. But it has been a journey. This weekend, I ranted and groaned at the journey and the outcome. I needed an outlet and the blog was just the place.

Purpose of Life is this lofty and ultimate holy grail for success in life or so it seems. It is supposed to be your inner guiding light and compass (a rather confused and faulty piece of equipment imho). What happened to impulse and spontaneity? What happens when the curveballs start coming and all the purpose has no meaning.

Is this purpose supposed to be forever? Long term? How long is long term?

Quite obviously, I am not brought in to the idea of this purpose of life stuff. I am trying but it is frustrating and I am nowhere close to discovering my purpose. For now, I will rant on this blog and keep moving.