Why?

Seems like such a simple question, doesn’t it?

Yet, why do we so often fail to ask it?

Isn’t that the first question we should be asking?

Because, doesn’t being able to answer this question reveal so much about the journey and destination?

Should we even bother moving forward on any choice if we have yet to be able to answer this basic question?

Isn’t the answer to this question the whole point of doing something, anything, in the first place?

Yet, how often do we find ourselves far down a path, a choice, a decision, without knowing the reason why?

Is it more often than we should?

How often do we find ourselves with a new device, a new piece of software, a new way of working, without knowing why?

Is it too often to count?

If we stopped to consider this question more often, and faced it with introspection and honesty, wouldn’t it lead naturally to a life lived with purpose?

Doesn’t that sound nice?

Isn’t that the point?