I think western society sets an expectation that you know what you want to be, have a purpose in life, and that you pursue it. I also think there are two types of people: those that know what they want to be with certainty, and those who don’t have one intense calling.
I fall into the later group. My vocational life has been a sequence of jobs pursued by following a thread of interest. I’m interested in bikes, and teaching, and conservation, and birds, and words; all those interests have translated to rewarding work. But, I have never been able to pronounce in advance a dream of becoming something that incorporated those interests; I just jumped on the opportunities as they came.
It’s worked out well for me. I think I’ve learned a lot this way, and I’ve been able to contribute to my community. And, I’m not done yet. There are other interests that peek through the fog now and then. Like the moon through the clouds, or the tip of a mountain, that catches my attention, these little notions shine light on the next direction I need to go. I’ll use my best navigational skills to dead reckon from their hint of illumination and eventually arrive at a meaningful place.