Finding Myself

I’m still contemplating A New Earth. I know this book is legit because so far I can find nothing in it that seems too good to be true like so many other books in similar genres. I’m getting better at the awareness part and even the inner peace aspect. What I’m stuck on now is the part about finding my outer purpose. I know my inner purpose is to find inner peace. I’m getting there. The outer purpose presents some problems. Eckhart Tolle would say that one should just be still, exist, and wait for an indication of the outer purpose. I’m becoming impatient. It’s not that I don’t believe, it’s that I feel like life is passing me by while I wait. But here’s the weird thing: at the same time I’m having feelings of patience and calmness that I’ve never had before when thinking about my purpose in life. I remember getting anxiety just thinking about looking for jobs on careerbuilder or monster. Every time I got on there, the only jobs posted were the kind I could only tolerate. Not the kind I could enjoy doing. I’m not saying that I wouldn’t settle for anything less that Taste Tester for a beer company, I just don’t want to settle for some shitty job that I know I’ll hate. I know what it’s like to hate going to work every day. To hate getting up in the morning. To dread each new day. I don’t want to go through that again.

One realization that I made the other day is that the most financially successful people get there by doing what they love – not doing it purely for money. When we set out to get rich, we almost never succeed. I know I haven’t. I’ve tried all kinds of schemes to get wealthy. Many of those schemes started when I read the Rich Dad Poor Dad series. I read the first book and was so impressed that I bought all the others. The books really get you motivated about working for yourself and being independent. The problem, however, is that it’s all they do. Hardly any of the information is useful and unless you need motivation to work for your self, they’re a total waste of time. I bought other books, too. One was called something like How to Buy Real Estate With No Money Down. This was an even bigger waste of time.

I don’t worry quite as much about income anymore because I have the hope that I’ll find my calling soon. Being rich doesn’t matter so much now. What does matter is that I earn an income from doing what I love. Being happy is more important than being rich. The issue now is that I have to figure out how to do that. Or… do I sit back and wait for an opportunity to arise? To properly identify an opportunity, I need to know what I enjoy and , more importantly, what I’m good at.