Is it really so hard to believe that "finding our purpose" is a big deal in today's culture? Doesn't it make sense that we search for meaning in what we do with our time - in how we slave our days - because we biologically long to be connected to the cycle of feeding our bodies? Perhaps the reason we are so intrinsically tied to our work, and are so quick to place our worth as humans in the hands of the job we've chosen, is because it replaces what used to be the physical daily rhythm of staying alive, of feeding our bodies. Our basic needs are now met, and the only connection we have to staying and feeling alive is making sure we have enough money to buy food.
When we were connected to nature, when our senses were so attuned to the patterns of the day to show us the next place to eat and sleep, did we doubt our place in the world?
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