A little side note: In a recent post I described a joyous day when I hit a particular stretch of my usual walk in Corte Madera but I didn’t think I had a good photo to include. Going through some shots a few days ago I came across the above photo… yup, that’s it, the spot where I jumped and danced around in circles… And I kind of think the road is calling us 🙂
As you know, for many years I’ve been going through a collection of health issues that have kept me isolated and, often, not able to do too much. One of the interesting aspects of sitting outside mainstream life has been watching how much people talk about life’s purpose and their calling.
Here in the U.S. living a purpose and/or following a calling is a big preoccupation. And, as I’ve noted before, it always seems to be a calling to external activities/accomplishments. So I periodically wind up trying to decide if I have a purpose or a calling. And wondering if they’re the same thing?
I mean I feel called to do some things, like follow a certain route or make a donation or take a class, and I don’t feel it’s my life’s purpose to follow that call. I know some people use “calling” in a bigger sense and they mean something like life purpose.
A while back my reflections on having a purpose led to seeing this long healing road has been my purpose. Even though it’s not a purpose the mainstream would recognize as such… When I started pondering my “calling”, it seemed far easier to get how “called” to this path of healing I’ve been.
Most of the way along I didn’t get how raveled and complex it was nor did I come close to comprehending how huge the impact of this journey would be, but I absolutely felt called to follow the path to healing, emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually.
And at many points along the way I’ve felt called to learn or return to a particular practice or to start a certain alternative therapy or to visit a healer. Every branch of the path I’ve followed has been one that drew me, compelling me along.
For a long time I’ve felt a little lost as the end of this particular healing journey regarding my muscles has drawn near. There’s been no sense of what comes after and my life has been so focused on healing it’s been hard to imagine what to do without that focus.
While I was reading Elizabeth Lesser’s wonderful new book, Marrow, I had an epiphany about one next step. It’s just a beginning, but the great ideas that magically arise from the ethers are always the ones I know to follow. They spark and sizzle and light me up inside.They often take their time unfolding, but once I’ve seen that glimpse, it will come together in its own time.
Yes, I feel called toward this project and yes, it feels like part of my purpose. Or one of my purposes… or callings. It also feels like it comes after the physical healing. I’ve worked long and hard to restore my body… I can wait for the conclusion of this phase. It’s nice to feel the next “call” beckoning me, but there’s other work to do first.
Do you know what your purpose is? Do you feel purpose and calling are the same thing? Do you think each of us has one or more than one purpose? Does purpose change with time? Do you feel there is any such thing as life’s purpose?