“Who am I?”
“What is my purpose?”
There are probably two kinds of people in the world: those that are curious about who they are and what their purpose is in this world, and then those who either don’t care or simply don’t worry about it.
For those that simply don’t care, life is probably pretty straight forward. They get up and just do whatever it is they think they have to do in that moment. While it seems unproductive, it also sounds pretty nice… Just to “be”…
Then there’s the curious ones (like me), the ones who spend a large chunk of their time on what feels like an endless journey trying to get the answers to this existential crisis.
What would it be like to just “be”?
Take flowers for instance: Jasmine never wishes to be lavender. And while both smell amazing, both are equally beautiful and wonderful just as they are. Jasmine doesn’t compare herself, wishing to smell a little more “lavendery” and lavender doesn’t build up resentment because jasmine can vine all over the place. Neither get jealous of the other if someone picks them instead of the other. They just “are”. They serve their purpose in the world, and thrive. They fill the air with their fantastic aromas, bringing joy and inspiration and peace to all around them.
What is their purpose? Some kids pick them and rip them apart, some get eaten or even pooed on by animals, some get trampled on, some get to be decor in some old lady’s hair, some get to run free in the wild living out a long life…and some get to be put in pretty vases in someone’s kitchen table having their lives cut a little shorter than planned…You just never know…
A flower never knows, nor has an awareness of “who am I?” or “am I beautiful?”, it just is. It may spend it’s entire lifetime never knowing or feeling or being aware of the amazing beauty it has… but that doesn’t mean it isn’t beautiful.
So perhaps we must be more like flowers in this sense. If we become aware of who we are, what is our purpose, or even if we are “beautiful”, that is great! But even if we don’t, it doesn’t mean we have no purpose. It doesn’t take away our value. It doesn’t mean we are not beautiful. We just “are”.
You Just Are…BEAUTIFUL.