Pause. Along the weary journey that is life, you find that you sometimes have to take a minute to examine your surroundings. Where am I? A lot of us have this big talk about living life to the fullest or as many say these days; “Living my best life.” No problem, but is partying every weekend or constantly hanging out really the best your life could be?
I’ve always loved writing, but I could not count the number of times I was discouraged: my father said it was nothing but a hobby. It seems like I’m taking the longest route possible to my point but bear with me. I truly believe in purpose. Every single person was placed on this earth for a reason. Mine is to tell the stories of those who can’t. To unshackle the hands and feet those in the bondage of emotional pain. To unburden those whom life dealt a bitter hand.
Living your best life is beyond aesthetics and superficial socialization. It’s about living out your purpose regardless of where that path may take you. The road will be littered with jeerers and enemies of progress. The temptation to simply live to pay the bills will be overwhelming. At times you will go to bed and wake up having lost your dream somewhere in dreamland. However, you have to commit to doing the best by yourself. Humans often go the extra mile to do the best by others and betray themselves but you cannot waste the gift of life by simply living–anyone can do that. There is a special reason you didn’t take your last breath this morning as the sun rose; there is a special reason your car merely grazed the bumper of the drunk driver on your way home last night; there is a reason you lived past four days old.
I challenge you to live life past the societal expectations of traditional success. At the end of the road that is life, you will not ask what did not do to please so and so–you will ask yourself why you held back from living out your purpose. But please do not confuse purpose with potential, but that is a whole other topic for another day.