It’s been quite a year of reflection for me. Freelance! Self-employment! H is for Holy Crap, as Marc Johns would say.
I’m thankful for how far I’ve come in the last 11 months. Looking back, I see a montage that’s a little bit Wonder Years and a lot of Liz Lemon. (“Liz, he wants to buy you a drink.” “I already have a drink, do you think he’ll buy me mozzarella sticks?”)
I’ve spent a great deal of time thinking about meaning and purpose. While freelance is FUN and COOL, it’s not enough to feel meaningful in itself. I went to the Love Does conference. I’m in a challenging community group. I’ve thankfully surrounded myself with people and opportunities that demand greater vision. I became a tiny bit obsessed with searching for the perfect purpose. It sounds cliche, but that’s because it is. Know what else is cliche? Traveling to Italy. Guess why? Because it is awesome and totally worthwhile.
I’ve learned that my purpose is to live with purpose. Eyes wide open.
When I walk around expecting to see opportunities to serve, they come up (regardless of time or money).
Sometimes there’s a sacrifice and sometimes there’s not.
What I can be certain of is this: I have never regretted giving too much. I have a long way to go, but I hope to take this seriously from start to finish in 2014.
What do you think? Have you had an aha-moment when it comes to purpose, serving, giving or meaning? Do you think you have to have a calling? Or just make the most of your lot in life?