š¦š§āāļø // The Perils of Declaring a āPurposeā
To name something is to rob it of its power.
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I am noticing a trend amidst the engagements I have been summoned for: many leaders are beginning to wonder if their official declared purpose, vision, mission and values are still relevant. Many are considering that these need to be reconsidered, or at the very least ārefreshedā.
This is wonderfulābreathing life into what ought be an evolving field of enquiry. Yet there is also a whole consulting industry that has emerged to service this need, and we have been collectively groomed to believe that the messy, organic, nebulous, intersubjective, contextual, contingent, paradoxical, emergent and enlivening conversation about āpurposeā ought be rendered into neat, pithy platitude-statements. Which will arrive sanitised yet already stale.
Of course, thereās a Machiavellian propaganda wing to all thingsāI get that. But Iād like to help ensure that purpose, vision, mission and values remain a living conversation. Not fixed. Sometimes compostedābut never undead.
Butābefore I go banishing the necromantic powers that sap life and imprison vim in stasisāI have some updates for you.
Purpose Conference
I will be contributing to this yearās Purpose Conference. Possibly an opening presentation. I had the joy of speaking at the inaugural Purpose Conference put on by Sally Hill and her wonderful team, back in the wayback. The landscape of purpose-driven business has matured a lot since then, and I am keen to not only share my own thoughtful provocationsābut to attend as participant as well. Mayhaps Iāll see you there?
The Rekindling
We are rekindling The Rekindling this month. This time we have Sally Hill joining us as we explore the themes pertinent to the Purpose Conference: regenerative systems, transforming capitalism, responsible tech and climate countdownāand more. As ever, The Rekindling attracts the bright minds and warm hearts keen to explore regenerative futures.
5:30ā7:15pm + 7:15pm onwards Ā· Thursday 24th of August
at United Co. (425 Smith Street, Fitzroy)
Thenāas one collective skulkāwe stroll to a local brewery for warm speakeasy salon vibes until whenever. This is really the wondrous partārelaxed generative dialogue at depth amongst a warm atmosphere of newfound friends.
Get your ticket (+ bring a friend)*
* Our tickets are very accessible, but if youāre in a tight spot let us know and weāll sneak you in anyhow.
Intellectually Honest (like a fox)
Here is a musing I wrote last week in response to folks wondering what I mean when I say that itās challenging to be intellectually honest whilst also being commercially effective in the distraction economy. I conclude with some draft thoughts on how to dance amidst bullshit with grace.
(I felt a bit funny after writing it, so decided not to share it as a museletter but to instead just sneak the musings into the world without any announcement.)
And now to the Porpoise of this Musing

Seven years ago I wrote the following in a museletter (lightly edited). Of course, the origins of it are now lost thanks to my proclivity to periodically delete most of my old workābut those who have been with me for this time will find it in their inbox archives.
When words get in the way of meaning.
Having a profound sense of purpose has become Quite The Thing now.
You wouldnāt want to leave home without one. Itās now almost essential to have an answer to the question: āWhatās your Purpose?ā or āWhatās your Why?ā
Hip agencies, startups and solo consultants love this question. So do I, kind of. Itās sometimes quite fascinating to hear the internal narrative behind peopleās behaviour.
But⦠Iām not sure we need the answer to this questionāāwhatās your purpose?āāto be served āneatā. In fact, I worry when it is.
A brief encounter with āThe Purpose Copā
A couple of months ago I was at a fab event in whichāduring Q&Aāa photographer of international acclaim was asked: āwhatās your Purpose?ā
You could hear the capital āPā in her tone.
Iām pulling this from memoryāso donāt quote meābut I remember he started his reply with something authentic like: āI donāt know.ā He then proceeded to describeāwith raw and perfectly imperfect truth and eleganceāthe intimacy amidst the subtle play of light, and his love of capturing rare moments and the raw honesty of the people he works with.
But that wasnāt good enough. āNo... but whatās your Purpose?ā, the Purpose Cop drilled. She had been given a handheld mic, and was drunk on the power. Each attempt he made to answer the question was interrupted with further probing. āNo, thatās not big enough. Tell me: What Is Your Purpose?ā In the end he conceded beneath the barrage and was later handed a business card by Purpose Cop. āI Can Help You Find Your Purposeā.
I feel a tad bad about this teaseāshe was probably very nice and earnest of intent. But it left me wondering: what would I have done in that situation?
Now, I have me a capital-p āPurposeā which I actually, truly, deeply, feel an affinity to. It would make for a great bumper-sticker.
āTo create a world thatās more curious and kind.ā
It lights me up, perpetually.
But I wonderā¦
Is it perilous to have a Pithy Purpose?
I daresay, sometimes, yes.
If weāre not carefulāor, ironically, if weāre too carefulāthe noble yearning and the burning aspiration that comes from A Clear Sense of Purpose can be rendered inept in our attempts to neatly define it. Just as over-rehearsing an āelevator pitchā can trigger you to activate a kind of glazed-over robotic auto-parrot-bot mode whenever presented with the opportunity to pitch, the words of a Pithy Purpose might similarly get in the way of the meaning.
I see this happen in senior executive teams. Itās now known that Purpose is an important element for Engagement, particularly as we Attract Talent and Embrace the Future of Work. But what this looks like is a bunch of superficial word-smithing alongside the Vision, Mission and Values. Topical buzzwords get jammed in, and then after much compromise and angst, there comes a point at which we can dust our hands and declare āDONE! Good. We now have our Purpose. Quicklyāget it laminated before we change our minds.ā
But does the neat conclusiveness of a Pithy Purpose actually shut down the very thing that connects us to a sense of purposeāthe curiosity to ask questions and pursue meaning? Does it become too tempting a defaultāsomething to fall back to, when confronted with any angst, uncertainty or doubt? Is this how a blind or non-thinking adherence to dogma begins?
In the exaggerated example above, quite possibly.
But is there any need to have a neatly-defined purpose?
I daresay, sometimes, yes.
As with all important things, purpose is paradoxical
A well-crafted and neatly defined Pithy Purpose gives people something to rally around if (and itās a big āifā) it serves as a statement for a much deeper and impassioned conversation.
But any such statements have a shelf-lifeāthey get stale. Habituation kicks in, and we run the risk of becoming disconnected to the why behind our why.
What to do?
Periodically prod and perturb your Pithy Purpose
Do not settle on a Pithy Purpose. Sureāroll with it if it serves you. But be attuned for the day it does not.°
° And this is perhaps, the most difficult thing to do. In How to Lead a Quest I describe the concept of The Progress Delusionāa phenomenon whereby the things that provide the richest sense of progress are the very things getting in the way of meaningful progress. Where productivity, ironically, inhibits progress. It makes me wonderāis there such a thing as a delusion of Purpose?
And besidesāitās the conversation that sits behind the label that really matters most. The living expression of purpose, in its most raw, real, and imperfect form.
If you donāt have the label for it yet, thatās fine.
Keep searching. Keep questing. Fumble your way through the dark.
Don't let words get in the way of meaning.
An authentic and yet imperfect expression of purpose trumps a well-polished and neatly-defined Pithy Purpose any day.
fin
I like it that I donāt hate it. I wish I didnāt use the concept of ālabelā but: I was a simpler mind back then.
But I really still quite like this sentiment:
Donāt let words get in the way of meaning
I know: this is coming from the one who has conjured The āChoose One Wordā Ritual of Becomingāwhich is all about finding an apt word to serve as a nebulous semiotic beacon to help hold you true to your own unfurling. But, to my defense: itās very much a fluid conversation, not fixed. And itās something like 69 videos in order to help you arrive at this distillation.
It takes time. We cannot approach it directly; nor can we optimise. The way reveals the way, and the work in reflection, introspection, and projection cannot be sidestepped. We must approach it gently; warmly; surreptitiously. Like a unicorn in a glade.
Yet my experience within Enterprise Land is that the dehydrated, sleep deprived and time-poor leaders that gather together to rework their purpose propaganda typically do so via a linear ādouble diamondā design process. Possibilities are expanded out (imagine: someone hovering by the whiteboard with marker in hand; no such thing as a bad idea). Then they are pruned down and distilled with post-it notes and wordsmithing. Then some folks express prudent concern about the wording. And then, at the end of a long and mostly fruitless process, folks agree upon an innocuous and inoffensive yet underwhelming generic tepid limp-wristed milquetoast platitude that is The New Thing To Rally Behind!
Until a few years later, where they accept that itās not quite relevant and so... they do it all again! į(į)į
Propaganda & Purpose
I do believe thereās a both/and to this. Have a placeholder purpose statement that broadly covers what youāre about, sure. Even betterāgather clusters of stories in response and relation to the proposed purpose statement from the people actually doing the work. Complexity sage Dave Snowden drafts some very pragmatic steps as to how to go about genuinely engaging with the topic of āpurposeā in a meaningful and effective way.
But even if you ālandā on a neat piece of propagandaākeep the real conversation about purpose alive. That is: messy, developing, complex, adaptive, fluid and ever in flux (as it quests to exist in right-relation to its context; just as all living beings ought).
For only that which can change can continue
...this is the principle by which infinite players live. (James P. Carse, Finite and Infinite Games).
But, waitāSimon Sinek says that your purposeāāyour Why'āis āsomething objectiveā. āItās who you are. Itās who you are at your natural best... We are all fully formed when we are young... fundamentally who we are is who we are... thereās no changing it. So if youāre changing it every year, itās probably not your Why.ā This reeks of fixed meaningāan eternalist ploy.*
* āThe antidote,ā David Chapman writes, āis curiosity. Wonder what things mean; investigate without presuppositions. Allow things to mean whatever they do, or to remain mysterious or meaningless if thatās what they want. Avoid premature judgements of meaningā.
But I have wondered off on a tangentāletās get back to the matter at hand.
Disambiguation: purpose, vision, mission, values
āDonāt let words get in the way of meaning,ā he says.
āWhatās the point of purpose?
Purpose is how we orient towards contribution and relevance-realisation. Itās a nebulous meta-narrative that allows for our activities to āmake senseā. Purpose works best when we feel as though we are contributing to something larger than ourselves. The more omni-win, the better.
āWhat does a vision look like?
Ideally we have a constellation of visions, rather than a singular vision. This constellation looks like a cluster of potential storiesāglimmers of worlds that may be. Each glimmering story stands distinct, yet exists in relation to those around it. From a removed distance, the constellation exhibits a pattern in that common qualities can be discerned across each āvisionāāthus putting the visions in relation to each other (and putting the constellation of visions itself amidst other such constellations). Something to navigate by, whenever you feel you are losing your way.
āMust we have a mission?
Noābut gosh the world loves a good mission. This is where the men get excited because, finallyāamidst all this babble of words and meanings and nebulosity and flux and whatnotāfinally we can point to directly do. Something to win at. Missions are narrow in focus, linear in path, binary in outcomes (success/failure) and easily measurable throughout. Theyāre finite games and thus: the opposite to a quest. (But thatās a tale for another time.)
āAre values valuable?
Kinda? Again; values are emergent properties of complex systems that guide the standards of how we interrelate. Yet they are still situational/contextual. In fact, we often experience conflicting valuesāsomething Robert Kegan and Lisa Lahey write of in Immunity to Change. For example, many in Enterprise Land experience a conflict of values between stability and change. The mantra, as Scott Belsky puts it in Making Ideas Happen is: āWe want you to innovateābut donāt you dare innovate.ā Part of the dance of life (and leadership) is in navigating the oft-times paradoxical nature of values; knowing when to oscillate, suspend, or double-down.
Most ādeclaredā enterprise values are deplorably blandāintegrity, innovation, excellence, customer focus, quality service, responsibility, safety and care, etc. I mean, why bother? Because of course these things are to be valued.
But the best values are polarising. Theyāre a distinct stance adopted thatās meant to spark debate. Are values always rigidly, dogmatically upheld? Heck no: life is messy. Our values areāagain, much like constellationsābeacons to refer to when we otherwise find ourselves lost. When the decision is not clear, they serve as a guide.
A Return to Ambiguity
Why do I make such a dance of these topics? Why do we hesitate to declare values that may be polarising (or at least something other than the mundanity we otherwise purport)?
I suspect weāeach of usāintuitively know:
To name something is to rob it of its power.
And we so love to hallucinate knowingness.
This recalls to me an excerpt from Richard Feynman in āWhat Do You Care What Other People Think?ā: Further Adventures of a Curious Character, (1988) edited by Ralph Leighton.
The next Monday, when the fathers were all back at work, we kids were playing in a field. One kid says to me, "See that bird? What kind of bird is that?" I said, "I haven't the slightest idea what kind of a bird it is." He says, "It's a brown-throated thrush. Your father doesn't teach you anything!" But it was the opposite. He had already taught me: "See that bird?" he says. "It's a Spencer's warbler." (I knew he didn't know the real name.) "Well, in Italian, it's a Chutto Lapittida. In Portuguese, it's a Bom da Peida. In Chinese, it's a Chung-long-tah, and in Japanese, it's a Katano Tekeda. You can know the name of that bird in all the languages of the world, but when you're finished, you'll know absolutely nothing whatever about the bird. You'll only know about humans in different places, and what they call the bird. So let's look at the bird and see what it's doing-that's what counts." (I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something.)
Most of us cannot grasp the true name of phenomena that we observe. And so we flatten the vast complexity into words that reduce the subject into something we believe to be knowable.
āItās the articulation of tacit understanding where things go wrong,ā writes complexity sage Dave Snowden. āTyranny of the explicit.ā To which, in a display of contextual grace, Paul Cristofani addsāin haiku formāāfixed stable labels // bind form and function. // Damming flow.ā

All of this alludes to why I so love oral loreāknowledge is kept alive through this process. It also might explain my ongoing discomfort with the enshrining of my own writing. And my discomfort in whenever someone attempts to put a Name to the implicitāturning the yearning of a quest (with all of its potent mysteries) into A Declared Purpose.
I recall the words overheard by Tyson YunkaportaāIndigenous scholar, and a friend I donāt actually hang out with anywhere near enough. Here he is, revealing some of his mercurial sensibilities on episode 321 of the Green Dreamer podcast.
I don't know, I try to avoid naming anything. And I try to avoid making too much sense, and I try to say things a bit differently every time and to mix it up. And I'll make points that you can't put together. I do that quite deliberately because I don't want the things I'm thinking or working on to become an ideology or a brand, or something that people can use as a name. I have seen that happen before with a few things I've done: People have grabbed it, and then it's become their thing. You've got to avoid that packaging and repackaging of ideas and let these things be free-range. (source)
āBut, butāpackaging and repackaging ideas is what 42.0% of us LinkedIn Thoughtleadery Influencer Types do!ā someone near me decries over their extra-hot lattĆ©. āHow are we to profit from ideas if we let them be free-range? Someone else will just take them!ā Sigh. I know; I know. This is the multipolar trap that leads to the proliferation of bullshit and the enshittification of everything. You could, perhaps, just not?
Back to purpose. And, to a lesser extent: vision and values.
If the issue is in the attempt to articulate the tacitāand if the outcome is the tyranny of the explicit which is damming to flowāwhat are we to do? How are we to grasp at a sense of purposeāwithout naming it and otherwise reducing it, and robbing it of its potency?
A sense of the mythopoetic
āThe correct response to uncertainty is mythmaking,ā writes Martin Shaw. āIt always was.ā Purposeālike myth and loreāhas an emergent quality to it. When glimpsed, or felt, it is something to behold with wonder.
āMove from seeing to beholding. To see a situation is to catch the facts of the matter. To behold it is to witness the story. If you dwell entirely with statistics and data, you will be a burnt match within months. Move from just seeing the world to beholding the world. Seeing is assessment and analysis; beholding is wonder and curiosity.ā ā Navigating the Mysteries
In the introductory post of Lands of Lorecraft (a millennial/metamodern management science), Venkatesh Rao speaks to this sense of beholding (in his own way).
āLore is something you witness, and attempt to shape as it emerges, if it emerges, not something you design and execute. You cannot, for instance, set out to write an origin myth. At least not one that will work as lore (though it may work as part of a grift). You can only recognize and institutionalize one.ā
My sense, going forward, is that neat and pithy āpurpose statementsāāalong with vision, mission and valuesāwill always hold a place as a kind of āpropaganda placeholderā. And, in the same way that stock photography is almost never arresting nor stirringāand rarely calls to be beheldāso too these pieces of propaganda will sit; largely doing nothing at all. Except forālike stock photographyāoccasionally serving as a source of cringe.
But betwixt it all, and in the penumbra, lore will emerge. āLore is the story insiders tell themselves to manage their own psychesā, Venkatesh Rao writes. So too, our sense of purpose serves in a similar way. It makes the work worthwhile by suspending a nebulous narrative in which your sacrifices make sense in the context of serving a bigger story. How potent this is will depend upon those who notice and tend to the lore. It will depend upon the oral-ish* traditions that are maintained as an enterprise-egregore grows and/or matures.
* I say ā-ishā because lore can now emerge in the casual domains of chat threads, now.
But: thatāll do for now
Iāve gone too deep again. This museletter is another hefty one. There is so much to write about with regards to: purpose, vision, mission, values, myth, loreāand everything in-between. But I am going to stop now before I burst.
I really ought to be packaging these ideas into my next book. ā /s ā <ā or is it?
My hope is that this musing may give you some pause to consider how you relate to the notion of āpurposeā. And that you might be a little more deft and crafty with how you navigate the tension of needing some sort of external propaganda pieceāwhilst also preserving the potency of purpose from within. How this all might remain a living conversation, and not merely something to be packaged.
Thatās the hope anyway! Thank you for reading.
Glimmers āØ
Oh yes, I nearly forgot.
- So You Want to Be a Sorcerer in the Age of Mythic Powers... (The AI Episode) <ā this podcast is a must listen. Itās so bloody good. I found the āmythic lensā to be a very apt way to appreciate and approach what is emerging with artificial intelligence. The sensibilities shared in this episode now reside with the still-very-concerning warnings Iāve subsumed regarding the acceleration of civilisational collapse. Fun.
- Breaking Togetherāa freedom-loving response to collapse is a somewhat cathartic read. Even just the introduction provides a great overview of where we are at. I tend to view the word āfreedomā with suspicion, only really happy if it is paired with responsibility and care. And this book most certainly is. But I wouldnāt recommend it to mostāthis is only something to turn to if you feel like you have run out of āhopeā (when it comes to societal and ecological collapse). It may be that, amidst the āpost-hopeā sensibilities of this book, a new hope blossoms. But if you still have hope then: cool! happy 4 u.
- I know I already mentioned the lexicon of lorecore in my last museletterābut The Laws of Lorecore by Shumon Basar is a delight. Especially when paired with the Lands of Lorecraft by Venkatesh Rao.
- The Lessons From the Recent Crypto Bull & Bear (Or Why Crypto Sucks Right Now) by Camila Russo are very much what those of us in the maturing field of web3 need to face.
- āClimate Solutions: Your body can build up tolerance to heat. Hereās how.ā āSmall gradual exposures to heat can help the human body build tolerance to rising temperatures, experts say.ā <ā Even I canāt make this shit up. Thanks Washington Post.
- I absolutely love Terraforms by Mathcastles, and the current exhibition HEEEEEEEEEEEās collection is exemplary.
I found this 2007 piece by Mary Oliver titled Donāt Hesitate to be quite moving. (with thanks to Kim for sharing it with me)

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