Mission?

I had to think about this one.

I looked up the definition and origin of the word. It sounds serious.

If you are on a mission you are going forward, you are focused on an outcome, you eliminate distractions, completion of the goal IS the goal.

Im not sure I have the personality…

When I was fifteen my family joined a religion that required all young men and any girls who turned twenty-one before getting married to serve a ‘mission’. The objective was for these young people to dedicate two years to preaching and sharing this church’s teachings with the world, thus baptizing new members in different countries.

When I learned of this, I was self aware enough, (at sixteen), to know that I was not cut out for any of that. I, having spent none of my life wanting to be married, actually rebelling at it and not being the least bit interested in any domestic duties, decided marriage was my only option. The church was a force, and so were my parents who bought into it completely.

Truth was, I wasnt cut out for either option, but someone else’s mission, that for sure wasn’t me.

So what about a personal mission?

Still.

I know there are enough people out there executing life with precision, completing missions left and right. I have only the utmost admiration for them. I tried for years to be one. I am no David Goggins. I know me.

If I had a purpose, it would be something like, remind myself that there is joy, there is laughter, there is fun. That self regulation is possible always, that everyone is going to be and do life their own way, that I can always return to a peaceful state internally. I can absolutely affect my own state no matter what happens. We all have this power, I’ve been lucky enough to have had to practice it.

A

lot.

I want my mission to be: get ‘Beatrix Butterfly’ published.

So that a handful of kids can grow up knowing this power. I think it can fortify everyone. Self regulation is a superpower anyone can benefit from.

Beatrix sweetly teaches this.