As Mark Twain said, “The two most important days in your life are the day you are born, and the day you find out why.”

When you find out why you were born, that’s when you discover your life’s purpose.

Most of our problems in life are a symptom of not knowing, or living, our purpose.

Imagine for a moment a scenario….

That… you were intentionally made, by a Loving Creator for a special and unique Purpose.

You came to earth, experienced fear and mild to intense trauma and in that process forgot Who you are and Where you came from.

Then, because you wanted Love, safety, and security… you decided not to listen to your Higher Wisdom, to doubt that you even have any intuition and to focus on things that bring you financial security, but not fulfillment or joy.

Because of this…. you feel like you have FOMO (the Fear of Missing out), but aren’t even sure what you’re missing out on.

You just know that there’s something more.

You can feel it, but you can’t quite put your finger on it.

You have brief moments of remembering Who you are and Where you came from.

Maybe it’s an inspiring moment in a film, or when some great moment is achieved in sports, the Olympics or in a book that you read.

But, because life is filled with an overload of content/information and distraction, you quickly forget again.

And, over a period, the Light within you that is your Purpose gets dimmer and dimmer.

It never goes out, but it does get small enough to forget that it’s there. So, you’re not being used for your Purpose.

You’re not in alignment with why you were born, you are ignoring your intuition, and you are putting your life on hold.

Maybe you have kids, or a job that helps you just “exist” or a pet.

And you love your kids, your pet and you are grateful that you can put food on the table… but something is missing.

Your relationship is void of passion.

Perhaps you and your “twin flame” are just roommates now.

Or… you decided not to get into another relationship because you wanted to focus on your career…

But your career is just to pay the bills.

It’s not purposeful work. You start to want more.

You want to help your parents retire and be taken care of for the rest of your life.

You want to set a better example for your children because you notice that they have picked up some of your bad habits.

You have a favorite Instagram account that you pretend is your life.

Those images of Europe, Asia and living a life of time/money/travel freedom… it’s your daydream.

You pretend that that is your life.

But… these moments are fleeting…

A day comes where you notice you are having a hard time paying attention to your Survival Job.

You feel anxious. Nervous.

So, you go to someone who can write you a prescription to feel better.

Chances are… they don’t scan your brain… and they don’t do an inventory of your life choices…. they don’t ask if you are living your Purpose.

They just pay attention to the symptoms.

Anxious. Inattentive. Nervous. Sad.

They label you “bipolar,” “ADD” or “depressed” and give you a pill or two.

You take the pills.

For a moment, you have hope… maybe this will help me feel better.

But soon, those pills don’t work.

And now you’re hooked on them and need them just to feel normal.

You take on the names that those pill writers called you.

You are now just a bipolar/ADD/depressed person who needs to take pills to be normal.

You smile to strangers, but on the inside… you wish that they could see that you’re in an existential crisis.

But, you have to keep it together. You can’t be vulnerable. You can’t be real.

The self-help teachers told you that when you talk about bad things, negative stuff or your problems that you will “attract” more of them.

So, you stuff them down. You get a new peer group of best friends you always make you feel better:

Caffeine, Alcohol, and Sugar

You put on some weight at first. But then more weight.


Because that “one drink a week” has turned into a nightly affair.

You wake up hungover and take more pills and more Caffeine just to have enough energy to get in the shower.

One day, you arrive at your job… and it hits you…

Maybe this is as good as it gets. Maybe this is all you deserve. Maybe you’re just here to “exist” or “survive.”

All that hogwash about purpose, it’s just for special people.

You unfollowed your favorite Instagram account because they posted a photo from your dream travel destination… and you decided that it’s just a pipedream.

And… you keep your head down and just keep existing.

All the while, trying to convince yourself that you don’t know what your purpose is… that you aren’t sure.

And that the only way you would even admit that you have a purpose or could life a life of purpose… you would need a clear financial plan in place first.

You are treating your purpose (and God) like your own personal Jerry McGuire….

you scream: “SHOW ME THE MONEY!”

But, you can’t see how you could possibly make money living your purpose, so you keep telling yourself you don’t have one, or that you don’t know what it is.

Eventually… life gets worse. It shrinks.

A few bad things happen in a row that makes you question whether there is a God at all.. and why would such a God allow these kinds of things to happen.

And, eventually… life gets smaller and smaller and smaller… until you arrive at an important moment in your life.

A moment will come when you will be stirred by unexpected events.

A part of you will die, and you will begin to search for the elixir to bring this part of you back to life.

You will seek this elixir in friends, lovers, enemies, books, religions, foreign countries, heroes, songs, rituals, and jobs.

But no matter where you look, the treasure will evade you.

All will seem lost.

You will lose all hope that this magic potion even exists.

It will be the darkest of nights, and the promise of certain death will lead you to the abyss of despair.

But, staring into this abyss, you will begin to see the dim light of your own illumined soul.

Your radiance will transform the abyss itself into the elusive elixir of life.

And for the first time, you will realize that all the while… it was your own Light that you were searching for.

Then you have a massive AHA moment.

“My Purpose is the most important thing for me to find.”

You realize that there is no perfect map with a blueprint and checklist of how you will make money.

You realize that your Purpose is something that you discover, bit by bit, a little each day.

You realize that the self-help gurus were wrong… fear is not the opposite of Love… Fear is a sign that you are getting closer to your Purpose.

And, when you realize this… you realize that no pill can give you purpose, no wine can give you purpose… and no amount of chocolate can give you purpose.

And then… in a flash… you realize that THIS is the second most important day of your life.

You realize that you were born for a unique Purpose… and that you just need to take a page from Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz… you need to gather yourself… gather your Heart… your Brains… and your Courage… and realize that you’ve always had the power.

You don’t have literal red slippers to take you home, but you have something even better…

The redemption of each new moment to make a new choice.

And on this day, the second most important day of your life… you choose to discover your Purpose… bit by bit… piece by piece. And from that moment forward… you return Home to your Heart… to your Creator… to discovering your Purpose a little more each day.

You realize that those weren’t panic attacks, they were messages from your Higher Wisdom to get moving.

You realize that you had anxiety because you weren’t doing the very thing you were born to do.

You realize that anyone who is not living their purpose but instead forcing themselves to do boring/repetitive work that isn’t fulfilling would have ADD, too.

You realize each day that you don’t have a problem focusing on the things you LOVE to do, in fact, you wish that life would slow down because when you are in the Zone of your purpose… life and time is flying by.

You realize that the real cause of your problems wasn’t being bi-polar, or depressed or having ADD…

You realize that you’ve been misdiagnosed. You didn’t have ADD… you had PDD.

Purpose Deficit Disorder

And you realize that ADD/Depression/BiPolar and most of those other labels where covering up the real issue.

Maybe you’re still on your pills, but you realize that they are there to help FUEL your purpose… but pills are NOT your purpose in and of themselves.

You realize that Bi-Polar was just trying to contain your uniqueness and creativity in a box… and now you are unleashed…

You realize that part of your de-pression was re-pression.

So you start to express yourself.

You realize that your ADD wasn’t that at all.

You realize that you’re a creative genius whose been focused on boring tasks.

You have a hard time paying attention to what doesn’t matter, but when you are in your zone of Purpose, your attention is locked in.

And… in the end… you are grateful for the journey… because now you have empathy… experience… and an understanding of the suffering that exists on this planet… and from this moment forward… you dedicate yourself to healing the wounds within you… connecting with your Higher Power each and every day… and helping others heal their suffering.

And in that moment, you realize… everything you went through… has meaning.

And you’re grateful for all of it.

Remember to get out there, take action and make it real!