Work In Progress

Everywhere you look--on posters and bumper stickers, blogs and bookshelves... practically shouting at us, is the call to arms  to "FIND YOUR PURPOSE".  (Which without your glasses on could be mistaken for find your PORPOISE which got my 11 year old excited). Frankly, I think he had it right.   Finding a porpoise is a hell of a lot easier (and more exciting) than finding your purpose.  If I open a book or check on the "Interweb", I can actually be told where I can locate a porpoise and go see it. DONE. (Vancouver acquarium has two named Jack and Daisy.  Here is their schedule. Go nuts.) Every book on finding your PURPOSE? One disappointment after another. Fair enough, most of them tell you straight out that your answer will not be found among their pages, which then makes me think: "Ok so your purpose is to publish books and drive people crazy.  Good job assh*le.  You accomplished your purpose." But once in awhile, ...

This is a new one to me, and I continue to struggle with the acceptance part--mostly due to how I define acceptance.   In my mind acceptance means defeat followed by inaction---there is nothing you can do, after all, if you accept it. I am of the Dylan Thomas "Rage, rage against the dying of the light...." philosophy on this one. (Mostly I just want to punch this welcome sign!!! pffffffffff.....not so fast.) Sista is reading a book that talks about acceptance, including how you have no control and how willpower is useless because we never stick to it and fighting against what is, is exhausting and just fills you with negativity. I try to listen to the words she is saying when she tells me about this book.   I can see it is important to her.  But the "you have no control" and "willpower and promises don't work so give them up," part is not in my wheelhouse.  Sounds like a great hall pass to me.  (Not the movie...sigh...don't ...