Some time ago I viewed a webinar hosted by Brendon Burchard and he asked ,

Are you really living, loving and mattering or making a difference?

I thought to myself, “Sure, I am living. I am breathing aren’t I?” Yes, I know how to love; I love my
husband, my sons and my mother and sisters. Certainly I feel as though I am making a difference as I try
to give back when I can.
After some time, the question kept resurfacing to the top of my thoughts.

Are you really living, loving and making a difference?

For years I got up around five a.m. every morning, with the same routine day in and day out. I
would prepare breakfast, ensure everyone is ready to leave for school or work. Find myself on the
job for 7.30 sometimes 8.00 am and return home around 5.30 p.m to resume the process all over.
During those years I also completed my degree which entailed longer waking hours and a struggle to
balance work, life and the studies. Over the last six years I got involved in some volunteer work which at
times seemed to be more stressful than actually giving back. At that time I assumed that I was making a
living and looking after my family and giving back. Now as I exit the corporate working world and enter
into a new stage of my life I am now thinking what is living anyway? What is it to really live?

As I continue to ponder on the question of living, I realized that we all are living but at a different level. I
know now that Living is enjoying what you do, being at peace with yourself and using your talents and
skills to give back. I know people who say that living is doing what they want when they want. For them it
is enjoying life to the max. Yet I have met others who stay in jobs that they do not like, they complain
bitterly about the boss, their co-workers and the company’s policies but they remain in the job. Their point
is that they have a job or they are making a living. I know because I have been there. I spent most of my
working years in the financial services sector. I never loved mathematics or accounts, but I had good
organization skills and I love to help people. I used to feel a deep sense of satisfaction when I see
somebody who I helped progress in the organization where I worked. I also always dreamed of having
my own business

To be truly living is to identify your true purpose and go after it.

The more I journeyed through life I realized that I did not know my true purpose. If I have to live I have to
know what to do to live., and I have to enjoy it. I do not just want to make a living, I want to make a
difference in people’s lives and I want to love with no biases. I look at the people I know and met and too
many people are just there. They are living but missing out on what life is all about. Some work
continuously on their 8-5 job, not enjoying the fruits of their labour. Others are so obsessed about their
job and making a living that all the money is being channelled into medical bills, because they are so
stressed. During my job experience I met people who were so wealthy yet I was amazed about their
health issues. Then there are others who are struggling with life, they are discouraged, have low self-
esteem, just moving with the flow or complaining about everything and everybody. They even take out
their problems on their loved ones. . Not realizing that there has to be another way. Yet we all are living.
We are all breathing the same air. What if these people knew their true purpose?

I believe that at some point we need someone to guide us along to discover what our true purpose is . I
also know that all things happen at the right time. Without the skills and experiences that I have acquired
over the years I would not have been able to use these to help anyone. Now I can help people using my
business, work and life experiences. So my question is are you truly living? Be honest with yourself. Why
are you here? Are you accomplishing what you want to achieve? What is it that puts a smile on your face
or that makes you feel that deep sense of fulfilment?

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