After my mum died, my life changed greatly in terms of location and outlook. I met someone, got married, relocated. Finding someone to love and love me gave me a lot back.
I have/had a health condition for a few years that made it impossible for me to work at the level I’d gotten used to, so that sense of fulfillment and purpose disappeared.
For a while I wondered if I should change my mind about having children. But after a lot of soul searching I didn’t change my mind.
So, I decided to get comfortable with my situation. I focussed on getting better from my condition. That gave me a sense of purpose for a while. Now I’m in a place where I’m “a lot better than I used to be, not quite back to full health but maybe this is as good as it gets” kind of thing.
So for the last six months or so I have focussed on getting comfortable with not having a purpose. Figuring that this is life giving me a chance to rest and build my strength up for when a true purpose does come along.
I have found watching the film Gravity very helpful on a metaphorical level. There is a part where Sandra Bullock is floating, unconscious, she looks like she’s in the womb. She’s already been through some very dramatic events, showed grit and bravery and focus to get through them. The next set of dramatic events is yet to occur, but they will.
I think I’m in that floating place. And as I get more comfortable, ideas of how I will find purpose again are starting to occur to me. So far those ideas are:
- Go back to studying
- Write a novel
- Qualify as an exercise instructor
I’m starting slowly down the road with all three and seeing what takes off.
Maybe an as yet unknown purpose will find me and I’ll be in better shape to respond to it by looking after myself well during this time (sleeping right, eating right, doing exercise, reading broadly, spending time with people I love).
Take care likeme.