Seeking Comfort

I am seeking comfort.

What I do, how I do it, why I do it…all meaningless.  My job is meaningless.  My hobbies are meaningless.  My relationships are meaningless.  None of it matters unless I am comfortable with who I am.  That doesn’t mean that I have to fully understand who I am.  No, that’s a goal, and a lofty one at that.  It’s a goal, but it’s not necessarily one that I think can be achieved.  I expect to wake up every day and discover something new about myself.  I hope that happens for the next hundred years (or however many I have left).  I am not seeking comfort in that regard.

Instead, I am seeking comfort with the path I have chosen to travel.  Things will change and decisions will be made, but I want to feel good about the way I navigate through life.  I think that’s the real goal.

I hope that you can achieve comfort, too.  Not in the sense that you become complacent or shy away from taking risks in life.  I hope that you achieve the comfort that comes with being confident in your ability to make the right decisions that align with your core beliefs.  That’s the kind of comfort I am looking for: the confidence that my core beliefs drive my behaviors.   

I am seeking comfort.