Here’s how Wikipedia defines it: Everyone, according to the Japanese, has a hidden ikigai. Finding it requires a deep and often lengthy search of self. Such a search is regarded as being very important, since it is believed that discovery of one’s ikigai brings satisfaction and meaning to life.
I love that. Everyone has a reason for being. And it doesn’t necessarily have to be something you know about. You can spend your life searching for your ikigai. It’s much like the careful tending of the bonsai for decades. It brings satisfaction and pleasure and meaning, but you can’t really put a finger exactly on why it does so.
I like knowing I have an ikigai. I don’t know what it is, exactly, but feel sure, some day, I will know. And until then, I’ll have a swell time living the life that leads to such a discovery.
So what about you? Do you have an ikigai? Do you know for certain what it is? Or are you content to discover as it comes to you?