I’ll be honest.  I’ve thought about being a life coach and, in some ways, what I do here at PersistentIllusion is a form of ‘life coaching’.  

Would I love to sit down with people and talk about what is going on in their lives?  Absolutely!  Do I adore the idea of helping people make positive changes for a passionate life?  Of course I do!  Am I a fan of using technology for sustainable life changes?  So much so that we hope to roll out the website by August.

I think life coaching, however, has turned into something of an insidious, though wholely unintended, multi-level marketing scheme.

I want to live my purpose therefore I become a life coach to help others live their purpose. 

Somehow it doesn’t make any sense to me.  I guess the term I want is “self-cannibalizing”.  What happens when everyone becomes a life coach to live their purpose?  Who’s left to get coached?  Then what will all the life coaches do?

What I would do if everyone lived their passion?  That,  I think, would be my ultimate purpose.

When it comes down to it, I just don’t care about my ‘day job’.  I don’t care.  It doesn’t matter.  I basically spend my day managing pieces of paper in the event we have to look something up.  I am not engaging my mind, I am not creating anything, I am not involved in the process, and worse – I don’t really understand any of it and it doesn’t matter because  I am not involved in any of the process.

I don’t need ‘the’ answer before I move to my next step.  And I don’t think that ‘the answer’ is necessarily static anyway.  Today’s answer to living my purpose isn’t necessarily tomorrow’s.  What I do know is that today’s answer means getting away from being a warm body, a paper pusher, a machine.

As Dereck from iWillNotDie pointed out, machines break. 

…and I want to fly.