Recently, in a classroom setting, I was asked what I thought was the purpose of life...
Honestly, I vacillate somewhere between
believing life's purpose is to enjoy the experience and fulfilling a sometimes
elusive and deeper meaning. For the most
part, I believe there is no definitive truth regarding life's purpose, but it is
whatever one wants to believe. It
evolves throughout the life span from both deep and superficial experiences. More than believing in a definitive purpose,
I believe there is no singular truth that gives credence or validity to our
existence. I recall reading some
Buddhist manuscript that basically said self-protection and self-preservation
are psychologically deep-rooted in humankind. For either of these or other
reasons, we seem to want to believe there is some purpose or designer of
purpose. I support the idea that
whatever gets you through the night, floats your boat, or gives you peace and
the ability to live in some sort of harmony is good, as long as we don't try to
make it everyone else's purpose!