About finding purpose through your childhood self
a little dude i made when i was a baby, one of many.
image description: a hand holds up a person made of red construction paper with green, blue and red dot stickers for eyes and on the torso.
August 17th, 2021
I have recently been thinking a lot about purpose and how each of us follow our own unique path towards our “destiny.” Whether you want to call it destiny, fate, journey, I think it all comes back to your soul doing what it came here to do. In every moment, each of us is fulfilling our unique and ever changing path towards becoming who we are. Through this mindset, whether you are making mistakes, learning or creating, each step along the way is leading you to your highest self.
In this context, I was searching through old drawings and papers from my childhood when I realized how much creating things is an integral part of who I am. I have so many things that I have made since I was a child. Over the years, I just seemed to have refined my creative output into distinct categories (like this blog, hello!). By looking through these papers, I also realized that my main purpose or drive as a child was to make things that could be shared. I would spend hours drawing mockup magazines and newspapers, and I even facilitated a class newspaper for my grade 5 and 6 classes. While they are embarrassing to read through now, I realized that when I was at my most creative, I was drawn to writing and sharing my work more than anything.
I think being able to look at what your childhood tendencies were can really help when you are searching for your purpose later on in life. As we grow up and go through various educational institutions, we start filtering our instinctive tendencies in order to conform to societies expectations of us. But by looking at what you were doing before you felt the pressure of being an adult can help you discover what your soul really needs to do. Rather than seeking your purpose in the external world, realize that your childhood heart has all the wisdom it has ever needed, you just need to get quiet enough to hear it.
Take care till next time friend,
Hanna