SO WHAT WAS THE MEANING OF LIFE?

The meaning,

It has to be bigger than we can ever imagine - for starters. In fact the word infinite may be flashing here, like a light beam reflecting off a shiney object way off you see in a blind flash - Poof, then gone.

We must humbly remember - we don't do the defining of the meaning since we are a product of life itself, but still - can we find it? And although most of us refuse to admit it, most even voluntarily blind themselves to this hoping perhaps that if we refuse to look at it it will go away, but -

Infinity is all around us and in every dimension we know.

Every time I swim up to Maine the same thing happens, I'm astounded, shocked by the beauty of the places there. Even though I've been to those places before.

If we could go back and relive just one day when we were little and with our parents we too would be shocked - the intense feelings we would see and the learning that went on, the feast our senses had with new experience in that one day - all gone and forgotten now. We live with broken shards of memory and say 'yes, I remember...' But do we?

Those moments were a beautiful priceless glass punchbowl that have slipped from our fingers and smashed into tiny bits. All we really have are a few of the specks.

And we stand here facing eternity in two directions and wonder about meaning.

Unless we can make a start putting together some truth we can't begin to locate any real meaning. We can only guess, And -

Unfortunately, truth often only hits us after a point when we have lost all oppurtunity to share it with others!

Like our childhood - the truth of it is wrapped in a beauty and light we only begin to see when it is over and gone and shattered.

Maybe the truth of life is in the lingering light AFTER the sun has set - the most beautiful light of all that brings out the true color hidden in a cloud during the rest of the day!

That's why the truth is in the falling leaf of Autumn.

Only if we are honest to what may or may not be truth as we search can we hope to capture that flash of truth's light and keep it inside ourself BEFORE we reach a point of no return.

That is - Before the 757 slams into the building and we are on the top floor, doomed and looking at etrnity, knowing for the first time what really matters but darn, our cell phone is dead and no one is answering our call. . .

So then,

1. We have to put away our little pet understandings and look into the light and accept what is there -

2. If we are lucky and fortunate enough to get a shard of truth don't blow it up and blow trumpets, just try to show others your speck and see if they have some other speck to put together with it -

3. And with patience and more time than we are given I fear, maybe if enough of the truth puzzle comes together we can begin to see the meaning - and it would be a meaning, not a purpose, and therefore true for all. . .

I know one thing or two -

We can't even begin this whole thing until someone is willing to put all the other "more important" things that demand scheduling and time completely aside!

This is a search bigger than time and takes precedence.

Some others that have gone before us have seen.

As your feet take steps in the search you will come across stuff that is very very dificult to communicate to others and impossible to communicate to anyone not willing to search! Stuff that comes to you actually, and only later makes sense. They will only hear what they want, what they think they already know - a form of congenital internal automatic editing and rejecting.

And there really is a God!


What is essential is invisible.to the eye.

What was that about hats again?