Monday, 8 April 2013

The Uniqueness of Purpose

I borrowed the subtitle of today’s blog from Robert Heinlein, the renowned author of Sci-Fi novels. The hero of my book, Sacha—The Way Back, Part Three of the Alexander Trilogy finds himself in similar circumstances. 
Most of us are born in a hospital, under caring eye of an obstetrician, ably assisted by a platoon of nurses. Sacha was no different yet, in spite of the normal surrounding he found at his birth, he couldn’t shake a nagging feeling that, somehow or rather, he’d been misplaced. While recognizing his environment with his senses, his inner self had no idea what he was doing in a human body.
Don’t we all have moments like that?
“What on Earth am I doing here?” question often crosses my mind. I don’t feel I belong here.
Or so it seems.
Of course, it is our job to discover our purpose. Yes, we all have a very specific purpose which, while not interfering with our real or imagined concept of free will, is intended to guide us to the fulfillment of the particular incarnation we’d entered under the watchful eye of the medical team.
The hero of my novel spends a lot of his time wondering about his purpose. He’s convinced that he’s been placed, here, on Earth, for a reason, but he’s much more preoccupied with finding his way back to wherever he came from. Hence the drama unfolding in the book. Poor Sacha, as that was his name, cannot even share his qualms with anybody, as his metal acrobatics would not make sense of a “normal” human being. Not even to his parents. Gradually he becomes aware of his purpose. And that is where his problems begin in earnest.

As you may have read in one of my essays, Purpose, essay #35 in the Beyond Religion I series, we all must discover who and what we are, in order to meet our obligations to… ourselves. We and only we decide when and why we are born. We and only we decide why. The discovery of the purpose is known as Self Realization. Only when that occurs, our real life begins. Until then… well, Buddha would have called us “still asleep”, and Yeshûa the “not yet born”, or just… “dead” as in “let the dear bury the dead”.
Welcome to the real world. 

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