Dear World,
Define the noun mission
– a strongly felt aim, ambition, or calling –
“his main mission in life has been to cut unemployment”
To be honest, it’s sometimes difficult to state what my mission in life is.
Isn’t it funny how when we ask other people that question, we say ‘mission’ and not ‘missions’. Like, what are your missions in life? Is there some kind of unwritten rule that says each person should have only one?
I am of the belief that my mission changes a little each day, or at least for the varied seasons of life. I’m not necessarily referring to the weather-based calendar/almanac seasons either.
As a creative, my mind goes through the widest valleys, to the highest peaks, sinks to the deepest trenches, lays down on the comfiest clouds and couches, and it often goes nowhere at all. Essentially, my entire being has experienced and continues to experience life in all the angles it presents.
With the kaleidoscopic changes and spaces my mind visits, I feel that my mission adjusts accordingly. So, on very good days, my mission is to maximise on the feeling and create and/or spread cheer and goodness in the ways I deem appropriate. On my darkest days, my sole mission is to acknowledge, accept, plan, and take necessary steps to climb out of the trenches. You get the picture.
Mission aligned with feelings and emotions aside, I often feel like it is part of my mission to tell the stories of other people so that the world can know. We all have stories to tell, and it takes a good storyteller – or at least someone who the world will listen to – to tell it. It’s my mission to be one such person.
Based on character traits, I’d also say part of my mission is to help those who have either list their way or just need someone’s hand to hold. To the best of my ability, I’m that willing person. To what end is the critical question, however – cause I’m known to put the needs of others above my own while staying quiet on what I want or need. In so doing, it tends to feel like I’m alone in this world. So, while sometimes dead inside, I spread cheer to those who need it.
All that to say, I don’t have just one mission in life, and I don’t think that any person should live their life with only one mission in mind.
By the way, this isn’t a cry for help. I am okay. No need to raise eyebrows or wave flags. I’m good.
Make sense?
Signed in pensive thought,
The Suburban Girl JA®
The Suburban Girl JA® 