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Every now and again, it’s only human to pause and wonder why we’re here.
We think there must be a purpose; there has to be a meaning. After all, that’s what we’ve been told; It’s what we’re led to believe.
So we sit around and ask the who’s, the how’s, the why’s, and the what’s.
Who am I?
How was everything created?
Why am I here?
And the mother of them all…
What’s the meaning of life?
It’s one of those questions that’s so big that it makes you feel smaller than a shell in the sea or a star in the sky.
And that’s exactly the question I was thinking about when I had a rare moment of clarity. One those fleeting moments where you can ask your subconscious anything and get an answer.
So I did…
I asked myself the question, and here’s what I found.
I think the meaning of life is to love.
It makes no sense, but it rings true.
And perhaps I’ll try to convince myself why.
The obvious is overlooked
Besides having ten digits, warm blood, and complaining about traffic while contributing to traffic, one quality that makes a human, human is overlooking the obvious.
So let’s start with the obvious. Many of us think that the meaning of life has to be something big.
Something huge. Something’s that’s hidden and waiting to be found like a treasure in an Indiana Jones movie.
But like I said, what makes a human a human IS overlooking the obvious, and you know what we’re overlooking?
The tendency for people to over-romanticize everything.
In other words, the tendency to make simple solutions complicated.
After all, most things in life are inherently simple; people just have an oh-so-frustrating way of making things complicated.
Do you want to live a healthier lifestyle?
Well, you could spend thousands on supplements, gym memberships, and the latest fad that promises quicker results in less time, or you could just eat healthy food, drink water, sleep and get exercise.
Want a better relationship with anyone?
Instead of buying their affection with vacations, you could simply communicate more.
Want to feel more in touch with God?
Want to feel happier?
Remember to be happy.
Want to get more respect?
Give more respect.
You get it…
At its core, most questions in life have simple solutions. So why would the meaning of life be any different?
I tend to think it wouldn’t.
So let’s get to the root of meaning.
What the hell is meaning anyways?
It’s a sense of significance…
A sense that an activity you’ve done has impacted your life.
And purely looking at what’s significant is frustrating because what’s significant to me isn’t necessarily significant to you.
For example, I might find it significant to eat an 8lb gyro so I can win a free t-shirt I’ll never wear.
You, however, might find me and anyone who does that to be a total ass face with a plunger for a nose and toilet paper for hair.
In either case, both of us are subjectively right.
And that’s the burden of subjectivity. What looks significant to you doesn’t necessarily look significant to me.
So to truly understand what’s significant, you have to do more than look. You have to feel.
We can’t see the significance, but we can feel the significance.
We can’t see meaning, but we can feel meaning.
This goes to show it’s not the activities we do that are significant; it’s the feelings they give us that are.
And the common thread that intertwines all meaningful moments is one emotion: Love.
When you feel like something is meaningful, you feel an emotional high. You felt in the moment. You felt like you were your highest self. You felt love.
If all the meaningful moments felt like love, then that can only mean one thing: life’s meaning is to love.
The beginning is the End
Perhaps Charles Bukowski said it best.
“We’re all going to die, all of us; what a circus! That alone should make us love each other, but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities. We are eaten up by nothing.“
And knowing that the clock is ticking should cause us to change our tune because, shit, the song will eventually be over; the record player will be unplugged.
And that’s why I think the purpose of life is to love your life. It’s going to end, and loving your life makes your time here the most rewarding.
It’s always fulfilling when you:
Choose love when it’s easier to hate.
Be open when it’s easier to be closed.
Forgive when it’s hard to forget.
Because these choices are empowering and add depth to your life that’s impossible to reach otherwise.
In other words, they add meaning.
Whether you believe in a higher power or believe the person writing this article is an idiot, that’s your call, but I think there’s no coincidence that love is written about at length in every major religion.
Perhaps because it’s the meaning of life.
So whether cutting the grass makes you feel a sense of significance.
Listening to music takes you away.
Organizing the cupboard really knocks your socks off.
Or eating an 8lb Gyro to win a $20 T-shirt makes you feel alive.
As long as you’re feeling love, your life is meaningful.
And that’s a cool thing.
Please like, share, comment, and tell me what you think. What do you think the meaning of life is?