I'm not sure that purpose is always so created. For me, it seems to arise from within. A deep, slow, emergent, understanding of purpose. I did not choose it, it came to me while I was busy with surviving. Perhaps I could choose another, perhaps I could re architect my personality. But would that ever be as authentic as the thing that first came into the light? Would it ever be as truly my own as some new construction?

We create ourselves to some extent, but also we are born. To deny that part of us which is born is a great shame.