What is the Stars? #17 #cong22
I dont know what Purpose is.
I dont know if its about the way or the target.
It seems to connect from the self to the community.
A stretch purpose is hard.
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- Know thyself
- Be comfortable with growth
- Connect and develop with your tribe
- Ad Astra per Aspera
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What is the Stars?
Boyle: An’, as it blowed an’ blowed, I ofen looked up at the sky an’ assed meself the question — what is the stars, what is the stars?
Joxer: Ah, that’s the question, that’s the question — what is the stars?
Boyle: An’ then, I’d have another look, an’ I’d ass meself — what is the moon?
Joxer: Ah, that’s the question — what is the moon, what is the moon?
“Juno and the Paycock”, Seán O’Casey (1924)
- What is the purpose of something
- What is the point of it
- What is its reason to be
- What is mine
Why haven’t I used question marks in the above? Likely because I’m neither intellectually nor conceptually fit to treat them as questions that I can answer.
Although of course, I do think that your brain can be ‘fittened’ up to any new task.
(thats not a derivative of fattened….)
Am I nihilistic in thinking. No, nor am I hedonistic or feckless.
To have a Purpose, that capitalised Purpose, is to have a goal, a true north, an outcome or an output as to where you want to go. Thats written more of a statement than the question that was in my mind – is Purpose the where, the why or the how? Should you focus on the destination or the journey – every Instagram philosopher will suggest the obvious.
Where Society might expect you to aim a purpose – a question of self versus a wider directive?
What might you need to know about me:
- I’m planet aware – pollution, temperatures, nature
- I have no kids – so dont give me that procreation malarky. Bad for the planet anyway.
- I’m maturing – or else the effect of being married to a psychotherapist for 15 years.
- I’m getting better at being her partner.
- (Dont forget, even good wines can mature too much – enjoy yourself)
I’m getting better at being me. (but oh boy, has that been learned in life lessons)
I love my work – its helping, supporting, platforming, driving, knowledge sharing. Although that sounds like it could be vocational, I support startups to raise investment and grow. Not every startup, usually the ones who are trying to make the world a better place.
I love learning – its one of the best side effects of my work.
I dip in and out of hobbies, go deep and then move on to green fields
Religion is dangerously broken. Especially since it damages the potential joining in a wider community belief and purpose.
Day to day, year to year and probably decade to decade is sorted.
Good health lives in my family.
I am content, happy and comfortable in seeking more life.
So what about Purpose?
Here’s an odd coincidence
This year, I started a programme with Common Purpose – a leadership programme that blends folk from public/private/arts/charity sectors and supports their mutual learning and personal growth from each other.
Thats kinda cute. Personal growth and development through others.
Have a look at CongRegation.ie. Hover over the submission tab. See its evolution from a digitally aware, technology consumptive group to a society and leadership orientated community.
Could Purpose for me be about personal growth, development and enrichment, through and with others. And everyone else might be similar, I hope? Sounds like a great old world
(Factfulness, Hans Rosling)
Should our world have a Purpose. Other than allow its inhabitants (virus-like) to consume itself within the normal lifecycles of its current primary species? I’m not so into Gaia, but should our Society co-contribute to a Purpose – a better, more even humankind, greater diversity, and then to explore further beyond our little rock in the Universe.
Ad Astra per Aspera – to the stars through difficulty.
John James Ingalls coined the motto in 1861 stating, “The aspiration of Kansas is to reach the unattainable; its dream is the realization of the impossible”
We’re not in Kansas anymore (allow me some of the cheese the moon is made of!), but lets stretch and strive for a better Purpose for all of us and the land on which we inhabit.
Rather than a terrible state of chassis, Boyle from Juno and the Paycock might agree.