Purpose Is What Makes Life’s Pain Bearable
I’ve met a lot of successful people who were deeply lost. There are many people in the world walking around without a real sense of purpose or vision. I feel genuine compassion for that, because this may be one of the most important things a human can have. The common counterargument is, “My family is my purpose. My kids are my purpose.” That’s meaningful — and it’s also incomplete. Children grow up. They become young adults. They become citizens of society. And eventually, they leave. If your entire sense of meaning is tied to them, there may come a moment when you’re left asking, Now what? At some point, we all have to reckon with a deeper question: What am I building that will outlast my immediate role? What am I leaving behind for society? Many people choose the route of safety. A decent job they don’t love but tolerate. Predictability. Comfort. And that can work — for a while. But eventually, most people hit a quiet moment where a harder question shows up: What did I actually build with my life? What did I really leave behind? These are powerful questions. They’re far better asked now than postponed until your 60s or 70s. And even if you’re already there — or in your 80s — it’s still worth asking. History is full of people who started meaningful companies, movements, or nonprofits later in life and made a real impact. What matters is this: you need a goal big enough to make the pain of life bearable. Pain is inevitable. That’s not pessimism — it’s honesty. Suffering, however, is optional. A meaningful aim transforms unavoidable pain into something workable, even purposeful. So what is that aim for you? What is the thing that’s uncomfortable to look at, but impossible to ignore? This is where contemplative practice matters. Daily meditation. Daily prayer. Daily journaling. These practices create space — silence — room to hear what’s already trying to speak. Take an hour a day if you can. If not, take 30 minutes. If not that, take 15. Even 10. Even three.