Skip to main content

My Lifes Purpose

I just watched a TED talk (which I am completely addicted to, by the way) about finding your life's purpose in under 5 minutes. Now, if that isn't worth doing than nothing is! And seeing how it is 1 am and my children are asleep and my brain is not, I might as well tackle the meaning of my life. Ready?

1. Who are you?
Hi, my name is Gretchen. I am a daughter of a King, wife to Matt, mother of 4 beautiful children under the age of 8, a teacher, a friend, a sister and daughter. I am a seeker of truth and asker of questions. I am a ridiculously idealist cynic. I am passionately reserved and an extrovert who needs her space. I am a jack of all trades but master of none.

2. What do you (love to) do? (i.e. what are you supremely qualified to teach other people?)

I like to cook but I don't like to follow recipes and there is a good chance I like to cook because I REALLY like to eat. I like to sew but I don't really know how to use a pattern and I usually only sew random and not especially useful things. I enjoy writing but am just average at it. I do like helping other women. I like to help them develop the confidence and skills to be the mothers they picture in their heads. I like to see them thrive, to watch them enjoy there children. I like to connect them in community, to help them avoid feeling isolated I don't know that I am "supremely qualified" to do any of the above.

(The last three are about others, not about yourself. The most successful people are those who are outward facing).

3. Who do you do it for?

I cook and sew for myself and my family, for the friends who we do life with, the occasional other person who needs a meal. I love helping the new moms in the community figure out this whole motherhood thing. I like forming supportive communities of women who do life together in meaningful ways while encouraging and educating them to achieve there best selves. I guess I do this for whatever women who cross my path, sometimes intentionally, most the time just accidentally.

4. What do they want or need?

Honestly? I think women need each other. I think they need to be told it is OK to find meaning in motherhood and career, that they are not mutually exclusive. I think women need to have each others back, to love each others kids, to find joy in the simple things of life and know how to live simply.


5. How do they change (or transform) as a result of what you give them?

I believe that intentional community is transformation for everyone involved. It brings true joy, connection, and meaning. It give confidence. It provides support. Do I do any of this? I'm not sure, but maybe it could happen.


Huh. I am not sure I have any more direction than I did when I started the quiz, which was harder than I wanted it to be in the first place. So is my life's purpose play-dates?! Any insight is appreciated. 

Comments

Sarah said…
Um I have lots of thoughts:

1. Love this post
2. This would take me way more than 5 minutes
3. Can my purpose be play-dates too?
4. You are truly good at all those things you mentioned, and you are a blessing to many people around you because of your heart for women, community, support, and play-dates ;-)

Popular posts from this blog

Working on my Domestic Goddess Badge

I looked at the to-do list I made last week and am happy to say I can cross off almost everything on it. It only took me 2 weeks. I think I either need smaller lists or more time. Here is what I have been up to: -I have made 2 loaves of banana oat bread, 1 batch of blackberry strawberry freezer jam, 1 loaf of gluten free bread. -From 12 juiced grapefruit I made grapefruit curd and a pan of grapefruit bars. -My garden is almost completely done, including a upgrade in size. I am growing tomatoes, onions, peppers, potatoes , cabbage, broccoli, cauliflower , herbs, lettuce, spinach , green beans, snap peas, cucumbers, and kohlrabi. -I hung herbs to dry -I have folded massive amounts of laundry...with more yet to do. All washed with my homemade laundry soap. -I recovered the "green monster" which is another post entirely. -I added a sitting area in my bedroom, where I am currently sitting, so that my laptop has a home other than the kitchen table. - I got a new dining room table a...

Blogging

So I have lost the love of blogging. I have always believed it is a narcissistic pass time, yet enjoy it anyway. I have found I easily spend entirely too much time tied to my computer. By the time I check Facebook , e-mail, friends blogs, etc I can easily waste an hour, if not two, of time. A friend of mine just blogged about the same thing. Yes, I get the irony of a blog post about not blog posting, but alas, here it is: I just read a good friends blog about my blog. A great leader here in Boulder, Kevin Colon wrote this: “Hugh moved to Denver to do a training deal for an organization and he ended up starting a church. His blogging is not incredibly frequent but when he does blog….it’s good!” Now, while I’m humbled that a man like Kevin would even want to read my blog, I figured it was a good time to state once and for all why I only post once or twice a month. Simply this……..”I prefer to spend my time with people.” I’ ve always wondered how people have time to read blogs, let alo...

Birth Story of Jamison Drake Crocker

Not everyone likes to hear how a baby made his way into the world. If you are one of those who just wants to know that baby has arrived and everyone is doing great, then read no further than this paragraph. Jamison Drake Crocker was born at 10:45 on Friday morning, May 18th. He is a big, healthy boy weighing 9lbs and 2oz and is 21.5 inches long. Mama and baby are doing great, sisters are in love and papa is proud. If you are still reading, consider yourself warned. Birth can be messy, and while I have every intention of keeping this non-stomach churning, not all stomachs are made of the same stuff. On Thursday night, Matt had to be in the city for a press event. Around 10:00 I texted and asked him for an ETA and he said he would be home around midnight. I took my very round self and went to bed. I slept fitfully, big and uncomfortable and being woken up by contractions every so often kept me from falling into a deep sleep. At 3:00 am I got up only to find Matt wasn't home. I ...