As a much younger person, a teenager, in my early twenties, even into my forties — the question was still: WHAT SHOULD I DO? WHO WILL I BECOME? I remember the blessing of wise, older friends, who shared with me that it all just made more sense when they got to their fifties — all the disparate things that had called to them in their life had a logic that became clear. Maybe it hadn't made sense in a rational “career path,” but all those things pointed toward themselves.