I made a friend the other day. It’s amazing what a person can gather from 20 minutes of conversation. Sometimes life offers these gifts, little pockets of pure connection between two people. I met him for a reason right? This conversation happened for a reason didn’t it?
This exact mentality is actually what dictated our conversation. Why do we make everything mean something? I liked the way he referred to people. He called us, "meaning-making-machines."
He spoke of a theory that we are all vaguely familiar with; the theory that everything is nothing. Well, nothing can’t mean anything, so we are all struggling to make all of this nothingness have some sort of meaning. Every moment, every thought, every date, every glance, and every rainbow all have the potential to become something more, something significant. We give the day we were born a meaning, the simple pat on the shoulder from a parent a meaning, even the butterfly that lands on our hand for a split second before continuing on its way has a meaning. Giving meaning to things leads us straight into our peaks of happiness, and our valleys of sorrow. We can’t survive without meaning, simply because it gives us a purpose.
When we don’t have a reason or a meaning, we tend to drive ourselves crazy. What my friend brought to my attention is this: if we can give meaning to something, and create a reason for the why’s, who’s, and how’s, then we have power. We have the ability to answer every question on our own, however we want. Let’s start writing our own endings to things. If we can create the reason, or the meaning, let’s make it a good one. Give it a period at the end, a conclusion. Don’t continue to spin around in circles, over questioning, just give whatever is bothering us an answer. Some of the greatest moments in life come from moments that are incomplete.
I know this post was a little off today, but sometimes, we need that. :) Have a wonderful weekend. XO
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