People often wonder what the meaning of life is all about. I think here was even a comedy show from Monty Python about it.
To be honest, the meaning of life, in a general sense, means you were put on the earth do DO SOMETHING. At the very minimal LEARN SOMETHING.
I must have already lost some people based on those two statements alone. Do Something? Learn Something? What does that mean? Is it referring to the fact that I shouldn’t party every weekend? Does it mean this? Does it mean that?
What the meaning of life means (in my eyes), is that you were given birth, lived your life, for the purpose of discovering yourself as a human being and doing something significant before you go. This could mean creating a picasso art painting. It could mean that you helped someone in desperate need. It could mean that you wrote a book. It could mean that you smiled to someone on the subway who was about to commit suicide that day, but because of your smile, they held on for one more day.
I think it is an indisputable fact. People were born here, for a deliberate reason. You might go through your whole life and not understand why… and then.. the day comes. Omigosh, I can’t believe it! Something happened today that was completely out of the ordinary that I was a part of.. (Now you can see it)
I believe that the earth is nothing more than a “proving ground” or “testing ground” for souls. Sure, they give you a body, and let you run around amuck like children, but when truth comes to shove.. they watch how you react.
What IF the earth was just that? A trial or testing ground for souls. You are not allowed to move on spiritually unless you become a decent human being on earth?
Sometimes you don’t get all the answers you want, simply by asking questions. Once in awhile, listen to the silence around you, ask the questions and see if you can intellectually hear answers in your head.
I realize that last sentence might seem strange to someone. “See if you can intellectually hear answers in your head”
Let me clarify.
We’ve heard terms like our “alter-ego”, or our “guardian-angel”, or the “voice of our conscious”.. It is that voice that you hear in your head that seems to come from abroad.
If you slow down for even just 5 solid minutes. Block out the city noise around you. Breathe, and think of some questions, and listen… You might be given an answer back. Where does that voice come from? Is it you? Or from some place far away? Is it the universe?
Actually it does not matter what you hear, as much as it means, how willing you are to know yourself, what you are capable of, and what you will try to do tomorrow.
For the people that still don’t get it:
You weren’t given life, to be born on earth, to watch TV, to buy the latest cell phone, and to dine at the best restaurants.
Perhaps you were put here to develop into a real person, with some importance, to give back to society, your neighbor, family, or even a stranger. But you exist for a reason. Some people never find that reason. Some people do.. It’s actually up to you. Are you receptive to the idea you can do some good while you’re here? Or are you just here to party your heart out without a care in the world?
Having fun, is nice.
Caring about the purpose of your existence is deep, and shows that you have a heart, are intelligent, and are in tune with things.
Understanding who you are is free. It just takes some time to realize who you are…