I believe we all are in a life long quest to discover, to find ourselves. It’s nearly like the reverse of pealing layers off an onion. As we go through life we add layers to who we are. It’s almost like we complicate ourselves… even to ourselves. That was not a critical comment… merely a comment. Simple, we aren’t.
Regardless of how old you are, are you who you thought you’d be at this point? Are you pleased? Surprised? Disappointed? Somewhere along your life’s journey, did you misplace yourself? Or are you on your own goal timeline? Then again, it may be a mixture of all of those.
I remember when I was in college the two questions we dissected, described, tried to define were: who am I? and what am I here for? This was not a one time discussion, we analyzed the two questions from every side imaginable. It wasn’t a silly or merely sophomoric approach, we were passionately and intensely involved because we felt it determined the critical answers and directed our lives. And I don’t believe this is merely the purview of my generation.
Why this quest? Because it provides the standard against how we live our lives. It tells us whether or not we are accomplishing the responsibilities our generation was handed, and more specifically, how we achieved or fell short of the goals. We were very serious but never humorless.
I would argue that there are those in every generation that are on this quest of finding yourself. The question that should spring to mine is: once found, then what?
