Why do we work?

Obvious answer would be that its for the money, right? We need to get compensated for our time. We need to pay the bills. It's a means to an end. At what point do the means become the end? Money becomes the ultimate prize, the golden fleece for many people. People struggle to earn more and more, neglect their health and personal life, forget their dreams and what the reward is or was. Till the prize is inconsequential and the struggle is the only thing that really matters.

We spend more time at work than anywhere else (excluding time for sleeping). It's where most of our life goes into. Deciding what to devote your life for seems to be an important decision. It could be worthwhile to think what are we really achieving with this one, precious life? I believe someone's worth is determined by how much value they add to the world. Is the world a better place because you do what you do? Is there a legacy you will leave behind?

Will you find satisfaction in this life without doing something meaningful, even noble? Secret of eternal happiness: discover what you truely love to do and direct all of your energy towards doing it. Great portion of happiness comes from doing the things that are most important to you and give you a sense of purpose. If work consumes most of our time, wouldn't it make sense to only get involved with things you are passionate about? Turn your life into a cause.

Indian philosopher Patanjali said when you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds. Your mind transcends limitations. Your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, wonderful world. I think it's worth a shot.

Why do we work? Is it because we get paid to? Or is it something that gives us meaning and defines exactly who we are?