So many people I know are in their 30’s and are single. Many of them, hitting their late 30’s and really starting the feel the push of making the decision to chose their career or to be overwhelmed with a rush to find that special someone and settle down. Buy a house in the ‘burbs and have children.
The other day, a friend who has just recently separated from his partner of 7 years, called me to ask if he could borrow my stand up paddle board. Before he asked that though, he asked if he could ask me a question. Instead of asking to borrow the SUP, he asked ‘Sally, what is the meaning of life?’
My immediate response was to say ‘It just is.’
The more I think about this question, the more I feel like maybe I finally got the answer right.
I’ve spent a lifetime in an existential crisis. What is the meaning of it all? How long do I have? Am I doing it right?
You know what I realised? The fact that we exist is the meaning of it all.
It’s like that zen moment in the end of the Dark Crystal after the gelfling replaces the crystal chard and the mystics and the skekzis become one. Suddenly, they stop fighting and calm descends over them all.
We don’t need to search. We don’t need to fight. We don’t need to stress. We just need to be. The world will keep turning. Even if there is an all out nuclear war, the world will keep turning.
It just is.