Rambler, gambler

Take out a blank sheet of paper, or open up a word processor so you can type.

I prefer the latter, it’s faster. You do you.

Write at the top, “What is my true purpose in life?”

Write an answer, (any answer), that pops into your head. It doesn’t have to be a complete sentence. A short phrase is fine.

Repeat step 3 until you write the answer that makes you cry. This is your purpose, (I read this somewhere).

What is my true purpose in life?

(if you mumble, "what does it matter", my response must be, "well. what the fuck else are we here for?")

Here's mine.

1 to tell the truth

2 to tell how we are. not what we do. but who we are

3 to tell a story

4 to show people what it means to be brave and not accept a dead idea of what life is or how it is to be lived

5 I thought I read my true purpose the other day when I read my blog entry, Of course I can't remember which one.

6 to be a rambler

7 to help people unload the bullshit

8 to unload all my bullshit

9 to be a smart sexy pig and share everything i know about having a good life and how to do it frugally and fun!

10 to share everything i know

11 to share everything i know

12 to laugh my ass off while doing it

13 to share everything i know and laugh my ass off while you laugh your ass off while doing it

14 to love again

15 to share everything i know about my life- about how to do a good life- do it frugally and with fun and laughing

16 Now that I’ve grazed into fifty, fifty years alive, I’m here to share everything I know, and don’t know. To be a smart, generous sexy pig. So that everything I do and share builds worlds, where I and others on a similar journey heal, rebuild, learn to live well and beautifully. We will laugh, eat, and laugh some more, and cry. I will show what it means to be brave and not accept a dead idea of what life is or how to live it. I'm a rambler. I'm a gambler.

(*I mention 'frugally" several times, and I am frugal, though not to a fault. It is curious to me, however. Because I was born into poor nurturing and lack of financial resources (like many), essentially, I have an attachment to frugality and Swiss-Mennonite puritanism that equals work ethic, shame, stoicism, hardy DIYism and secret drinking, all the while in a battle with my southern Italian heritage that loves smoldering suntans, primping, preening, days off, Saints holy days, name days, aperitivi, and other woe-begotten generalisations.)

When you finish that little exercise you can perform the next one that will reveal much about your existential MO.

Two questions

What do you expect from life?

What does life expect from you?

This time, get out a piece of paper and a pencil...it may take you several days before you're willing to complete this exercise, I also resisted, but give it a try. And let me know.

I will share mine in the next blog, giving you the opportunity to have your own revelations.