How do I know I wasn’t put on this earth so some unseen person I’ll never meet can watch me pass by on the other side of a busy city street and be changed for life so they can then go on to invent some trinket that someone else uses to unlock some deeper understanding of self, who then passes on that peace to their children, one of whom _____ … and so on?
It certainly seems possible that my entire purpose in life could be to do things I’ll never realize I’m doing, affecting people or things I’ll never consciously be aware of (much like how trees supply the atmosphere with oxygen and squirrels plant trees without ever knowing it).
Could it be that my purpose in life is none of my business? That it’s WAY above my pay grade?
What if my job isn’t to identify a purpose but to just keep showing up knowing I’m fulfilling my crucial purpose with everything I do every moment of my life and to be grateful to be so instrumental in the universe’s grand plan?
Every time I’ve thought I’ve found my purpose in life I’ve been wrong. ...or probably more accurately: I’ve been living out my purpose and not known it, never getting any evidence of it. It’s because I fulfill my purpose in life just by being alive. I didn’t put me here. Forces beyond me did that. My purpose has to do with that and I have no need to know what it is in order to fulfill it perfectly. In fact, I have no way of NOT fulfilling it.
This is why I’m spared knowing my purpose in life. I don’t need the info.
Even when I think I know it. Do I?
Can it possibly matter whether I do or not?
At the end of the day, I’ve come to see that it’s really none of my business.
And I marvel at how incredibly safe, free, easy, satisfying and productive my life is when I see it that way.