What are you meant to do? What am I meant to do? This for me has been a nagging question since I was in my late 20’s (long time ago). I have tried and worked at many careers. I have completed many personality assessments. I have studied in various disciplines. I have traveled and lived in many cities. But I still could not find what my true calling was. Or, so I thought.
Now that I look back on past years, I have noticed one pattern, one thread which has been common to each season in my life. Whenever, I flourished (mentally, physically, emotionally and otherwise), I was involved in writing or in helping others with their writing projects. Whenever I hung up my “pen” and ran after other “career” options, I was not as fulfilled, was less healthy, was not financially sound and, worse yet, was often depressed.
In hindsight, I now understand that the periods of lack in my life were blessings. They were meant to help me to find what I was seeking –the answer to the question: “what am I meant to do with my life?”
Now that I no longer wrestle with the task of writing, I feel free-er and more content than ever. I no longer stress over the pain involved in writing. Because yes, writing is painful. It is not fun to dig into one’s soul and to reveal what was once carefully hidden there and then, broadcast it from the mountain top.
All this to say. If you feel that you have not found what you are meant to do with your life– your gifting, or your niche. Take heart. Your life experiences thus far are a beacon to what you are becoming. And somewhere in the trials and struggles perhaps, is the answer that you seek. All the very best in your pursuit of being you.