Earlier tonight, as I sat here watching the news, rubbing tired eyes when I glanced at the clock and realized it was the 6:30 showing and not the 10:30 (this getting back into regular people hours is hard, y’all!), I found myself contemplating life in general. Thinking of purpose, of what I really want to be when I grow up. I know, I know. Deep thoughts. No wonder I have a headache!
Just kidding. Kinda.
Today held a glimmer of possibilities for the future. We’ll see how it pans out. I am so deeply thankful for opportunities, for the help of family and friends, for positive action, no matter where things may lead. With that, I began to think more deeply about the long term. What’s my purpose? (See above re: what do I want to be when I grow up.) I know very well that I have a purpose here. I have family and friends I love and who love me. I have my three dogs, who are my heart, and I theirs. I have a love (and, dare I say, skill) for creating art, for learning new things, for seeking peace, for nurturing, for baking, for, well, eating ice cream. Anyway…
Never ask, “What reason do I have to be happy?” Instead ask, “To what purpose can I attach my happiness?” ~Robert Brault
I find myself focusing on this. “To what purpose can I attach my happiness?” Because, no matter the current state of my affairs, I have happiness. And I am starting to enjoy this journey I’m on toward finding my purpose.
Purposeful happiness. Appealing, isn’t it?