The Meaning of Life

 

I’ve never asked myself this question before.   In fact, thirty months into the diagnosis of ALS I still hadn’t asked this question.  So, what leads me to ask it now? Antoinette.  She asks it in the most direct manner, “we were supposed to grow old together, what now?  What’s it all been for?  What’s it all worth?”  I have no answer to this, but it leads me to ask myself the question we should all be taught to ask ourselves, what’s it all for?  What’s the meaning of life?  After all, if we don’t ask this question how do we navigate through this world?  Haphazardly, I’m forty-eight and still don’t know the answer to this question.  I’m going to try to answer it for myself though!

This is not a blog about the meaning of man’s existence – for that you can read Sapiens by Yuval Noah Hariri.   It’s my thoughts, facing my mortality, on what the meaning of life means to me.  It may touch religion, politics and perhaps even humor.  For what would the meaning of life be without humor?

Mortality is the only thing we have in common in this life.  We will die, when and how differs for everyone.  War, diseases, trauma, suicide or old age.   How we live also differs vastly.  What forms the basis of our life, the meaning we place on it, and how we navigate it?  Is it Islam, Catholicism, Buddhism, agnosticism or atheism?  Something must inform and guide this life we live!  Perhaps this is the question we should ask.   What does a good life look like, what does a bad life look like?  Is it not driven by electric activity of neurons in the brain?  Who controls that?  Our genetic code?  Why then has two thirds of my brain stopped firing?  Who decided that? I didn’t, not directly!  As a result, the quality of life I would like to live no longer exists.  The meaning of life as Antoinette and Tallulah had thought of no longer exists.  So, who does determine the meaning of life and how we live life?  We have no choice; we’re put on this planet in whatever social structure or race we are born into.  If you believe in a greater Omnipotent being, then you’ll believe your life has been predefined.  More than seven billion people, really?  An Omnipotent being surely cannot control the fate of seven billion multi denominational people!  Would he even want to become involved in every turn we take in life?   Isn’t it recorded that this Omnipotent being leaves us our will?  So, I’m left to believe that we are responsible for the meaning of our own lives!  We get dealt a hand in life’s poker game and need to play out the hand as best we can, one card can make all the difference!

So, what is the meaning of life?  The poet Antonio Machado wrote something I would like to share before attempting to answer the question for myself.

 “Path maker, there is no path,
You make the path by walking.
By walking, you make the path …”

Destiny and fate are two words that should not feature in any definition of the posed question.  Especially when you examine the words above.  It has also become very clear to me that an Omnipotent Being is neither responsible, nor directs our life in a manner that we believe we are destined to live!  Was I destined to be diagnosed with ALS?  Was the young family destined to endure the grief and pain of losing a loving father and husband?  I cannot believe this as my diagnosis was not genetic, meaning it wasn’t predetermined millenia ago by an Omnipotent being. Did the Being define that people dispersed in generations along our path will die of ALS so that the world, family, or the individual could be taught a lesson?  Growing up in a Christian household we are taught to believe that everything happens for a reason – we are also taught to believe in prayer. Neither have been proven scientifically to be correct.  As for prayer, no amount of prayer is going to take away ALS.  So I can’t believe that life’s purpose is to live a religious lifestyle, only doing good, as a result to live to a ripe old age and then die.

So, I go back to the quote,

“Path maker, there is no path,
You make the path by walking.
By walking, you make the path …”

I do believe in an Omnipotent being that created us – whether by evolution or by other means, it’s irrelevant, we are here so what do we do with this life?  We make our path by walking, by walking we make our path through life.  Once we are old enough to understand, we are responsible for our own path in life.  Yes, our parents or guardians play a role in setting the foundations and core values in our life and if we are dealt a good hand, we have a solid foundation to build from.  We decide if we take a good path or a bad one.   We decide if the path rambles or is structured.  What we can’t know for certain is what lies ahead on this path and when.  No matter how well the journey is planned, the contour of the path varies, the challenges vary, even the substrate varies.  One thing, however, remains constant: us, the path makers.  We decide how to tackle each part of the path and the challenges we face.  The path can be scenic and beautiful or dark and ominous, we should still approach the path with curiosity, determination, resilience, authenticity, awareness and integrity.  Knowing this early in life allows you to approach the path with confidence, it still doesn’t prepare you for “Peter, you have ALS.  Your prognosis is three to five years.”

Being a path maker, responsible for our own life is both liberating and scary.  We can direct the path in the direction we want it to go and change it if we don’t like it.  Sometimes we are forced to change the path, circumstances out of our control make the path insurmountable.  Retrovirus, cancer, trauma, genetic coding makes the end of the path clearly visible, mortality!  The interesting thing about forging your own path is that you choose who crosses the path and journeys with you, and if the path comes to end, you move on.  The challenge comes when you travel this path as a family, so many more obstacles occur along the path.  The only thing to realize is that there are no guarantees in life.  Treading this path allows you to create the meaning of your life, hold onto this when life becomes unhappy.  When you move forward again, it is with meaning and no matter how tough the path becomes, remember you control the path and that holding onto the meaning of your life will always get you through the insurmountable!  After all, you are responsible for your own happiness!

I hear you ask where has my path lead to?  Had I known from a young age that we are the path makers, I will have been able to direct my path better.  I believe the values I use to navigate my path are authentic to who I am, no pretenses here!  As I face my mortality, I look back at the path and the crossroads where people have joined my journey.  I’m happy that I’ve left a legacy to be proud of.  I’ve met amazing people along the way and learnt many lessons from those young and old travelers.  Would I have liked more time to explore forks in the path?  Yes, I would, and now that I realize we are the cartographer of our life’s path I would be brave enough to explore so many paths.  But now I have a different path to follow, one that prepares me for the end of my journey.  As T.S Elliot said, “we shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”  So, as I prepare to return my positive energy to the universe, where I started, or as Vincent Van Gogh said ” someday death will take us to another star,” I’d like to leave you with a few lyrics from my favourite Monty Python movie, if you reach a challenge along your path remember,

If life seems jolly rotten,
There’s something you’ve forgotten,
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps,
Don’t be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle.
That’s the thing.
And…

Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistle]”

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