In the past few years there’s been increased focus on finding “purpose”. Books like “The Purpose Driven Life” have topped the best-sellers list, and I’ve read more than one article on the new phenomenon of quarter-life crisis, unique to my generation. We’re having the equivalent of mid-life crisis’s much earlier. Some may see this as problematic, but I’d disagree.
Our parents’ generation had fewer choices after graduating college. Often people went to work long-term, in one profession, for a sinlge company so they would have job security and benefits. They could chart a career path with relative certainty. In some ways it may have been easier because they had finite choices and easily identified goals.
By contrast, my peers are struggling not just to find careers that earn them an income, but are grappling with finding meaning in their work. It’s a luxury provided to us by the economic security our parents afforded us, but it’s not easy. Wresting with finding meaning is tough but rewarding. I think we’ll be better off down the road for having been forced to grapple with this earlier on in our lives.
“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” - Howard Thurman