What's the Goal?

It seems obvious when we take some time to consider it. I’m writing this in one of those moments. What’s the goal? I think to myself. Is it subscribers, recognition, accolades, approval? Purpose?

After a night run in Laleh Park, Tehran

I’m having one of those moments where I find myself free from the continual fears, anxieties, and wants, and remembering that that is what I really want, that sense of freedom, contentment, happiness, presence.

I don’t want to toil in life for the wrong goals, for sandcastle goals, hamster wheel goals, houses of cards. I want to experience, really experience life, and not be overcome with the stress of chasing an ethereal future at the expense of my present presence.

I don’t want to sacrifice my joy and mental calm for metrics that don’t matter. What really matters is that I care for myself and others. What really matters are the things we all already know really matter, but still, we need reminders.

Wishing you a present weekend.

Naser

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