Then the other day my daughter asked, "Why are we here?" "What is the purpose of this life?" I asked my husband, the closest thing to omnipotence I could find in a hurry, and his response was, "Who the (insert word that rhymes with duck) knows?"
I few moments later I walked into the living room and saw a pair of shoes lying on the couch (no joke), an empty yogurt container on the floor, and the TV on. After screaming down to my 17 year old to come and pick up after himself I swiftly turned to my daughter and said, "I think I am here for the sole purpose to nag your brother - and he is here, clearly, for the sole purpose to drive me crazy." Well at least we have each other.
The questions continue to rattle around in my brain. It's comforting to know that I am not alone with these questions. Everyone is asking them, right?
Everyone's life has a purpose. Our purpose is multi-layered and changes over time, as do we. That's what keeps life interesting. It's possible that we get stuck in thinking that our purpose has to be grand. It doesn't have to be and we don't have to know all the answers.
"The bird does not sing because it has the answer, it sings because it has a song."
We each have a song and i has many verses. (I choose mine to be sung by Colm Wilkinson* because he could sing the phone book and move me into action) Everyone's song is different. Some songs are for the world to hear and some are for our ears only. And that's okay. The thing is to brave enough to go out and sing!
And maybe one day we will all be able to say to ourselves, "I am doing what I am supposed to be doing."
If you can think it,
You can dream it.
If you are willing to do the work,
You can have it!
Whatever IT may be...
You can dream it.
If you are willing to do the work,
You can have it!
Whatever IT may be...
Start Singing.
Magda
Magda
*In case you don't know who Colm Wilkinson is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsYnhVITf9E
