Standing Where Meaning Isn’t Required
You are here to be. You are here to experience— the good and the bad, the clarity and the confusion, the moments that feel right and the ones that dismantle your ideas of right and wrong entirely.
Audio file: https://youtu.be/HqrD92U1HuQ
Let’s talk about purpose
without turning it into a commandment.
Because there’s nothing wrong with having one.
For many people, purpose is a handhold—
a way to stay oriented,
a reason to keep moving when life feels heavy or thin.
It can make life feel worth living.
It can keep boredom from swallowing the days.
It can help the nervous system believe tomorrow is survivable.
That part is real.
What isn’t real
is the threat wrapped around it.
If you don’t find it, you’re wasting your life.
I can’t imagine a life without purpose.
How sad would it be to never find your purpose.
What, you don't know your purpose! You need my course.
Those aren’t truths.
They’re anxieties disguised as wisdom.
Because if purpose is required,
then existence has conditions.
Then being alive becomes a test—
a narrative you’re supposed to get right
or risk being labeled a failure.
Purpose, in that form, is not meaning.
It’s a sedative.
A way to soothe the terror of groundlessness.
The brain loves coherence;
it calms the nervous system.
That doesn’t make the story sacred—
it makes it functional.
Most lives that have ever existed
never articulated a purpose.
They endured.
They cooked.
They loved badly.
They rested when they could.
They died.
Were they wasted?
Or is that question itself the distortion?
You are not a tool.
You are not a message.
You are not a problem to solve.
Purpose can be chosen.
Borrowed.
Changed.
Set down.
It can be useful.
It can be beautiful.
But it is not required.
Life doesn’t revoke itself in its absence.
The breath keeps breathing.
The heart keeps beating.
Experience keeps happening.
You are here to be.
You are here to experience—
the good and the bad,
the clarity and the confusion,
the moments that feel right
and the ones that dismantle your ideas of right and wrong entirely.
Without purpose, life may feel boring at times.
And that boredom isn’t failure—
it’s unoccupied space.
Sometimes rest.
Sometimes honesty.
Sometimes the absence of performance.
Purpose simplifies.
Being does not.
And maybe that’s why purpose gets idolized—
because being is uncountable,
hard to explain,
impossible to package into something impressive.
Purpose is a tool.
Experience is the condition.
You can use the tool.
You don’t have to worship it.
When purpose tightens instead of opens,
you’re allowed to loosen your grip.
Not because life is meaningless,
but because meaning doesn’t have to be constant
to be real.
What remains is quieter.
This moment.
This body.
This unsettled aliveness.
No mission required.
No cosmic approval granted or denied.
Just the strange, temporary fact of being here—
experienced fully,
without needing to earn it.
Always remember to JUST BREATHE.
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