Meaning of Life 3

April 15th, 2008 Gennaro Brooks-Church

I think that if you follow your truth it will be ok. Finding your truth is a self fulfilling process. You usually never really know what it is until after the fact. But in the process, even though you may not know what it is exactly, if you are honest enough, if you are brave enough and patient enough you will get enough of an idea to be at least on the right path. You may not see where the path is going or know what the hell you are doing. But being on the right path is good enough, the rest unfolds from there.

There are many tools to help you find the truth, from religion to coaching to the newest diet. They can be used or not because truth is ultimately right there inside anyway. The tool is often just something to help you get to the next stage, at which point the tool is no longer needed, if it ever was in the first place.

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Meaning of Life

April 8th, 2008 Gennaro Brooks-Church

I often wonder what the meaning of life is. I wonder when sitting at a red light, when on the subway, when walking along the street.

Why am I here? What is the meaning of my existence?

Is it to “be”? As in eat, sleep, have sex, watch movies, have babies, work at a job, buy a house, make art….??

Is that it?? I do those things and they fill me with a mixture of stimuli. And I could easily continue doing it until I die. But I can’t help but wonder if there is more to it. I mean I can do all that stuff in my sleep. And sometimes I do. As if on auto pilot.

In fact doing that stuff often DOES put me to sleep.

It seems there are two dualities to perception:

1. Destiny is fixed.
2. We create our destiny.

or

1. Life is, as in the scientific view.
2. Life is what we interpret it as, as in the religious view.

or

1. Life is a series of facts.
2. Life is a series of interpretations.

or

1. There is a universal reality.
2. Each individual makes their own reality.

Ect, ect.

Of course life is both sides of the duality.

I’m not getting very far here with my point.

I am not sure what my point is exactly except for this nagging question that appears trite when put into works (”What is the meaning of life”) but as an energy it knocks around inside me endlessly as I go through my day.

It is a general restlessness. A low grade dissatisfaction. An inaudible murmur that there is more, maybe, maybe not. Like a slight inflection at the end of a sentence that leaves you wondering if there was more meaning than what was stated….

What is the purpose of this life????

I have had answers. The point of life is:
To love
To help
To feel
To care
To create
To be, whatever that means
To breathe
To empathize

And I do these things daily. They are great. But there is still a little question mark in my soul, a pause, a slight sigh that distracts me.

Is this our destiny - to forever wander through light blindfolded????

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