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Linda Hoenigsberg's avatar

I read "The Purpose Driven Life" and it validated other teachings I had heard from the time I began attending church, that all the trauma I had endured would ultimately lead to my one purpose or "calling." I was convinced enough to start college at fifty-one. I needed a masters degree so this was for the long haul. I believed God wanted me to become a psychotherapist. After earning my BA, it was found I had an "inoperable brain tumor" and I was given a year to live. I was so convinced this was a mistake (obviously...why would God call me to become a psychotherapist and have His plan thwarted like that?). So I got a second opinion and flew to LA for a risky brain surgery. It left me unable to walk or see for three years and I became completely deaf on one side. While I lay in bed recovering, I began a three year masters program. Eventually I had to get out of bed to do practicums, internships, out of state residencies (where I stayed exhausted and used a power chair to get around) but by golly I was going to fulfill my purpose! I worked for two years at a child and teen mental health facility in order to get licensed and then opened a private practice. I was still exhausted all the time but I admit it was fulfilling. I felt needed. I'm still glad I did it. But then, three years later the tumor grew back (it's very close to the brain stem) and I had the surgery all over again. I had a major stroke during that one. Still, asap I went back to working. Then it came back again, and I had radiation last fall. I'm tired. It took three years to reconcile the fact that this was about my driven nature and not something God was requiring of me after all. I've made peace with all of it, but I think completely differently about a specific "calling" or "purpose," and am loving being an artist in the mountains of Montana and sitting on my porch soaking in the nature around me.

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Michelle Thornbury's avatar

I’m resonating with this on several levels, the top currently being that I’m 4 weeks past active treatment for bilateral breast cancer. The number of people (in person & on Instagram) who seem to feel cancer will change my life and reveal my purpose seem not to know how I’ve pretty comfortably lived many purposes in my life prior to cancer. And now I’m sitting in “what the heck just happened to me?”, not knowing how to enjoy work that filled me before and not having a clue how to move forward. So I’m streaming too many British mysteries, walking my dog, & sleeping too much while I add little things to my daily gratitude list, try to do one or 2 things that feel like they’re caring for myself/my home/others, and really trying to extend a whole lot of GRACE to myself while I just BE and let that be enough for today…

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