“‘Cela est bien dit,’ répondit Candide, ‘mais il faut cultiver notre jardin’.” ~ Voltaire
I believe that everyone and everything has a purpose, a reason for being, a place to go and a place to be. Every little thing matters, even the ones that seem silly. Don’t take me for a Pangloss, though!
Just because everything has a purpose doesn’t mean that everything has found it’s purpose. That’s the hard part.
Finding our purpose in life can be hard. Some people never find theirs, and others go through life believing that they just don’t have one.
I’ll bet there are things in life that you’ve always wanted to do. Everyone has dreams! But the world can be cruel, and has a way of making us think that those dreams are unattainable.
It’s not just our lofty dreams, either. Sometimes, we find ourselves in a mindset where we deny ourselves even our smallest desires. We tell ourselves that it’s such a small thing, that it doesn’t matter, that it’s meaningless; we lie to ourselves and hold ourselves back.
Everyone has their own reasons. Maybe it’s to make others happy, or out of insecurity and self doubt. Whatever the reason, holding ourselves back from living authentically is an act of self harm.
If the people that we try to please knew that we were harming ourselves in the process, would they be as pleased with us?
If we were living life the way that we wanted to live, without restrictions, would we have anything to feel insecure about?
What would we have to doubt if we just went out and made our dreams a reality, how could we possibly doubt ourselves then?
When did we decide that the little things that matter to us are silly or stupid or not worth our time? If it’s important to you then it’s important to you and you don’t always have to understand why.
For example, I’ve always wanted to cook for someone, to have a nice meal ready for a beautiful man in the morning when he wakes up and in the evening when he gets home and knock back a couple cold ones. That’s not asking too much, right?
My ex, he didn’t eat breakfast, hardly ever drank coffee, and didn’t drink alcohol. All of that is perfectly fine, too. But, for some reason or another, it still made me feel somewhat disappointed.
I felt silly for letting these small things disappoint me. It’s just breakfast, it shouldn’t matter. Except it did matter.
We just weren’t right for one another, and listening to those small, silly things can help with figuring that sort of thing out. Because those small, silly things aren’t at all small or silly, they’re a part of who we are.
Sometimes it’s tough to figure out why these things matter to us. But if we try hard enough, we can make all those little things meaningful.
Since coming to Seattle, I’ve been able to wake up early, have breakfast done by the time my roomie wakes up, and even have someone to enjoy a cuppa with. Not every morning, I’m only human, but I’ve done it enough mornings to figure out why I’ve always wanted to do it.
Not only that, but I’ve been so much happier since doing it, too!
Once we figure out why something is meaningful to us, it becomes that much easier to live purposefully. Things start to fall into place.
Just that one, silly little thing has made such a difference in my life already. It’s easy to wake up before dawn now, and I’ve found myself being more productive than ever before. I hadn’t even realized that I was starting all of my days with disappointment, even if only mild. Maybe I’m just petty like that.
Either way, now I start my mornings with good food and a friend to drink coffee with, and I learned that it really wasn’t too much to ask for at all.
But what does any of that have to do with purpose?
Making that one little change has helped me get closer to figuring out my purpose more than a big change like moving 2,400 miles away from home ever did. Since my roomie didn’t have to go back to work for a few weeks after we got here, we were sleeping in and slacking off. It was fun!
But it didn’t teach me anything about myself. It was that one little change, waking up early to cook, that taught me about purpose.
I don’t know what my own personal purpose in life is yet, but I cook with purpose. Starting off the day making good, healthy food makes me feel closer to my purpose. Why? I couldn’t tell you.
What I can tell you is that since allowing myself to live out that little dream, I’ve been more productive than ever before. I’ve always wanted to be a blogger, but have never had the follow-thru to make it happen. Not until now. And I think cooking breakfast has a lot to do with that.
If you can’t even do the little things, how will you feel confident enough to go after the bigger ones?
Letting go is easier said than done. It’s darn tough. But, like most things, it gets easier over time. You can’t reach for your dreams while holding onto disappointment. You’ve gotta let go first.
What are your dreams? Let me know in the comments below! Come back tomorrow to learn how to build a blog business plan for success, and don’t forget to like and subscribe for more Freshly Stale content! 😋