Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Spooky - purpose connects events over time

How do we find our purpose? Or does it find us? Or do we find each other? I find it amazing how life either seems to conspire to articulate a purpose for us, or we read purpose into life, or a bit of both happens over and over. Adaptation seems to play a hand.

I admit to feeling a "spooky action at a distance" across time every now and then - there are times when I know the rough shape of what's going to happen. It's as if a purpose, or strong intent, draws me through time. For instance, I knew what highschool and university I'd study at - even though it wasn't in any way a given that it'd be easy to achieve, not by a long shot. Very hard exams were studied for and passed with flying colours. A couple of decades ago, I knew that I'd travel to New Zealand, even if only for a skiing holiday. At the time, I didn't have any idea how I'd ever travel anywhere beyond Romania - didn't have any resources apart from this bundle of awareness condensed into a body. It turns out that life happened such that I've been living in Aotearoa since 1997, and loving it.

Now I feel intensely drawn to help lots of people to think, work and live better in tight-knit communities. I wonder what life will make of this...