The search for meaning is important. But in my quest I risk inviting its shadow. Attachment. A selfishness.
We define meaning through the beliefs we hold. Attach an agenda. Fixed, static. We miss out on what is really true for us. Things like delight, generosity, compassion in the moment, clear heart with what is. The messiness of daily life.
"Sometimes when I consider what tremendous consequences come from little things…I am tempted to think… There are no little things." (Bruce Barton.)
So we say we are seeking meaning. But perhaps, as Joseph Campbell suggests, what “we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances with our own innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.”
For most of us the quest for meaning without ever arriving gives a certain safety. A luxury. We have the privilege. To immerse ourselves in our aliveness with no destination? Magic.
Are you experiencing your aliveness today?