Purpose

Laying in the sun, note pad in hand, what will want to be shared today? Curious how these musings just come without any intent on my part. I am just an observant soul open to whatever appears.

For instance, the beautiful boats bobbing in the marina, all tied up waiting for someone to come and allow them to fulfill their purpose. A boat tied up in the harbor, unless it is loading or unloading, is not fulfilling its purpose. It may be beautiful and inspire dreams of far away adventures for the observer but is that it’s life purpose? I think not.

How many of us are like boats tied in the harbor of life looking beautiful and even inspiring to some but not fulfilling our purpose? I wonder. I wonder about myself sitting here in the warm Croatian sunshine. Have I fulfilled my purpose in life? Is there more I can do to enhance my and others lives? Perhaps. Curious how quickly thoughts rush up to challenge my wondering. I need to rest, relax, I have done enough. Leave it alone. I need time to heal now. I am too old. All of them make sense I suppose, but do they? Isn’t my time on earth meant to be purposeful, to be playing my note in the symphony of life?

I think I want to be more than tied up in the marina. I have spent too much time there already.