Purpose and passion

I have been thinking on this foggy, chilly spring day about purpose. What is my purpose with this blog, in this day, in my life? Although having a purpose may not be needful for existence, I think most humans feel they should have one. Which makes perfect sense as most living things have a purpose. This is simply to eat, reproduce, and survive. We are a bit beyond that though and finding purpose in today's society is harder than it should be. Because it is easy to confuse having a purpose with just following along with what everyone else thinks is the appropriate thing to be doing.
I have a problem with this. Mostly because I don't buy into it. I hate the 9 to 5 grind that tells you to work more, consume more, have 2.5 children and a house in suburbia. And don't forget your very large flatscreen television with which you can numb yourself to the complete mediocrity of your life. Don't get me wrong, many people find relief in loved hobbies such as gardening, hiking, or dancing. And people certainly love and find purpose in their children. But I always think it is somehow wrong to spend the majority of your time doing something you feel ambivalent about and regulating your passions to those few hours you have free, if you have the energy. Even mothers do it these days as they rush back to work after maternity leave, so they can rejoin the rat race and pay the bills. I just find it hard to believe that in their hearts most people want to sit in cubicles or even offices, in front of computers typing away. I think most people want to create and have freedom. But if your work really is your passion and your true purpose, congratulations! You have arrived at a point that I am still reaching for in my life. Because I want to live a life less ordinary. I want to do this for me, but also for Eowyn. I want her to see that life is not a day to day grind, but a wonderful journey where anything is possible and you never have to settle for just enough happiness or contentment. She deserves to see a joyous life and learn that she really can do whatever makes her heart fly, all the time. Which she can, people are doing it.
So I come back to my purpose. What do I enjoy? What makes me light up in the morning? Certainly not my day job, which I have to drag myself out to bed for with no small amount of moaning and groaning. I challenge everyone to think on this. Because if you can define your passion then you can start to live that passion. And that means you will have finally found a purpose worth working for that is all your own. And you should dream big and never think that you cannot survive by following that dream. It is interesting how many opportunities show up when you let go of fear and follow life. I have seen it happen over and over. You may have to give up some things and live a different lifestyle at least at first, but many of those things are unimportant anyway. As for me, I admit that I am still working on it. Passion I have in spades, for horses, writing, nature, and of course my family. Now I just have to make that leap of faith completely so that those passions can be my sole (or soul) purpose. I am starting to believe it is possible. What about you?