Life is filled with so much mystery. One minute, you think you know where you are and the next, you're back to where you were: lost and confused.
I had a conversation with a great friend of mine the other night about the reason for my/our existence. I know that I want to be happy and successful in life; but is there something more to life than success? The only thing that I can come up with right now is that I was given life to help others and make a positive impact in this world, be happy with my own life decisions, to love my family and friends, and enjoy myself while I'm doing it. Even though reading this topic on my blog may sound silly to you, don't you ever wonder what is the meaning of life is? We are born, our parents look after us to adulthood, then what? We find our mate, create a family, and eventually die. Yes it is the circle of life, but why does it exist, or why do we exist? Boy, do I sound like my philosophy professor.
I am currently taking a BioMedical Ethics philosophy course with Professor Lee Mcintyre and my head always hurts when I leave his class. And it isn't a bad kind of hurt, it's a good kind. The type of hurt that lets you know that your brain was working and thinking hard and thoroughly about the issues presented in class. Maybe I have been doing too much philosophy reading and writing, but then again, you can never have too much or enough of it.
Going back to my original topic, this isn't the first time I thought about the idea of the reasons for life. Two years ago, on our way back from a long night of work, I was expressing all my thoughts to my mom about all the possible reasons for my existence (I wasn't holding back either). Of course, She thought I was crazy! Yes, you might think that I am crazy too but, I think that sometimes I just want solid reasons why things happen and I just want to know what will happen in the future and why things happen the way they do. Maybe I just want answers. I want to know what's the right thing to do and what I should be doing right now to fulfill my purpose of life; Don't we all though, or is it just me? But I suppose some things are better left unknown. I guess that's what makes life exciting and even worth living. You just never know. I feel like I have more to worry about than pondering the meaning of life, but its good to think about it once in a while.
I'm curious to hear your thoughts on the meaning of your life, of human life, or just of life in general.