My purpose was to have my children. Maybe add a little glitter to the world for a short time, but ultimately, unless I cure cancer despite having zero scientific skills, my legacy to the world is the four young men who used to rush into my arms like I was their world.
There is nothing I have done or will ever do, direct Tony AWARD winning plays, write a NY Times Best Seller, get invited to hang with the Windsors, that will ever come close to the privilege of being a mom.
When I realized this, all the pressure of being a "success" or reaching some artificial summit disappeared.
This is a personal reflection and not a judgement against people who do not want or can't have children. We all find meaning in our lives. My four of a kind is the hand I was dealt. And for that, I feel exquisitely blessed.
I am not sure if I have ever considered what I do to be a part of a conscious purpose. I think that my life has flowed in this direction. The choices that I made, I believe, lead me to pursue these goals.
I don’t remember ever really thinking that being a librarian was something I could do. When I was a teen, I wanted to be a writer. Then, I was told that it wasn’t something that could make you any money. I didn’t know freelance existed. So, I think my only “conscious purpose” was to find something practical to do and that I could enjoy.
Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy my job; as I love books. However, there was a time where I thought I was meant to be writing articles in The New Yorker. I did not get a chance to really pursue that goal, because I was discouraged by practicality.
However, I don’t believe in giving up and I have a lot more perspective now that I’m older. I know so much more. So, maybe, I will go back to that conscious purpose I had as a teenager.
My purpose was to have my children. Maybe add a little glitter to the world for a short time, but ultimately, unless I cure cancer despite having zero scientific skills, my legacy to the world is the four young men who used to rush into my arms like I was their world.
There is nothing I have done or will ever do, direct Tony AWARD winning plays, write a NY Times Best Seller, get invited to hang with the Windsors, that will ever come close to the privilege of being a mom.
When I realized this, all the pressure of being a "success" or reaching some artificial summit disappeared.
This is a personal reflection and not a judgement against people who do not want or can't have children. We all find meaning in our lives. My four of a kind is the hand I was dealt. And for that, I feel exquisitely blessed.
I am not sure if I have ever considered what I do to be a part of a conscious purpose. I think that my life has flowed in this direction. The choices that I made, I believe, lead me to pursue these goals.
I don’t remember ever really thinking that being a librarian was something I could do. When I was a teen, I wanted to be a writer. Then, I was told that it wasn’t something that could make you any money. I didn’t know freelance existed. So, I think my only “conscious purpose” was to find something practical to do and that I could enjoy.
Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy my job; as I love books. However, there was a time where I thought I was meant to be writing articles in The New Yorker. I did not get a chance to really pursue that goal, because I was discouraged by practicality.
However, I don’t believe in giving up and I have a lot more perspective now that I’m older. I know so much more. So, maybe, I will go back to that conscious purpose I had as a teenager.