“What do you think is the main thread or theme of your life?.” – Carol Adrienne
The Purpose of Your Life by Carol Adrienne is one of a million billion kazillion books about finding … yes… the purpose of your life.
Adrienne is the co-author of The Celestine Prophecy Experiential Guide which goes along with the original The Celestine Prophecy <– link to my post. I used to have the guide but got rid of it in one of my (in)famous purges. It was pretty-much a deeper dive into already deeply-dove-en (ha! I know that’s not a word) waters.
Who is Adrienne? Welp, she’s a Ph.D. numerologist and life coach. That’s interesting and a little different, right?
And this book has one of those fancy gold stickers that says: As seen on Oprah. So yeah, there’s that.
The theme of the book is tapping into your gut… intuition… and I can certainly get on board with that, too!
Maybe today isn’t a good day for me to be writing about this book. I’m feeling snarky.
Here’s what’s bothering me… and I’ll begin at the beginning…
This book is fine! It’s filled with lists and ideas and tons of inspirational quotes. It’s well-written… part memoir, part narrative, part self-help tome. There are steps to follow and blanks to fill in.
In short, it’s just like a bunch of others. Like, a whole whack of ’em.
And even the extensive Goodreads list doesn’t have this particular book on it. I know, that was mean to mention. What does it all mean? Yeah, I’m being a snark. Why?
Because… and oh my god, I can’t believe I’m gonna say this but here goes … I could have *very easily* written this book.
Jealous much? Yeah, a little actually.
I’ve been trying to find the purpose of my life for 30 years. Probably longer but definitely since then. I thought I’d found it when I got the job at the college (working with people with disabilities) and years later at the cat center (working with cats). I self-sabotaged myself right out of both places, with a little help from friends (said with more than a tongue in my cheek, if you know what I mean).
I thought I’d found my purpose when I started writing this blog and then my own self-help book. But something wasn’t right so I put it aside and finished a middle-grade chapter book I’d begun years ago instead. So far, it’s been a barn burner with one potential publisher sending a rejection letter (email, actually).
So yeah, I’m a little annoyed. What does it have to do with this book?
Nothing. But I *made it* have something to do with it. I’m so talented like that.
So, don’t listen to me on this one. It’s NOT AT ALL a bad book. It isn’t even kinda bad. It’s quite good actually… especially if it’s your first dip into self-help waters.
I will end with a quote from the book that I found quite illuminating… and perhaps is something I should revisit:
It had never occurred to me that feeling empty might actually be a route to something deeper and richer within. – Tony Schwartz
Am I feeling empty? Maybe. Maybe not. But I’m feeling something… and it doesn’t feel good. I’m gonna go ahead and blame the book. <— I’m kidding, I think.