There isn’t really a meaning anyway …

I’ve heard people say things like no one knows what the meaning of life is and we probably won’t know until after we die.

I don’t think that we have to wait until death to know what life is all about.

What it’s all about you can experience right now while you are still alive.

Certainly what happens to our awareness long after we’re dead, no one can really tell us that.

But to think that there’s some kind of mystery that will be revealed to you in another realm after death is kind of silly and deranged.

What it’s all about, is right here, in and on the planet, revealed in the natural world.

The planet itself is the divine entity that designed human animals and the other animals.

Look at nature and how it functions with its symbiotic relationships in an ecosystem. It’s an intelligence that we can’t fathom in our ordinary awareness.

Now consider that you have a mind and intelligence to even make those observations.

Does that not indicate that you have a dose of intelligent divinity?

To use that intelligence and your senses to observe and learn and to create from what you learn and observe, is what it’s all about.

To enjoy it and perceive the world with thrill and wonder is what it’s all about.

To want to defend it fiercely is what it’s all about… the phenomena of life and beauty and innocence.

To stand in the sunset glitter, to be immersed in a natural landscape and feel the emotion in the wind is to feel the sublime beauty of life.

Any kind of beauty and inspiration that you can experience in this lifetime is what it is about.

Maybe when you die, you experience that on a more intense scale but you can also feel that right now.

There isn’t really a “meaning” to life. Life happens out of a strong desire to see life unfold, on a supernatural scale.

Anyone who thinks that the meaning of life is to suffer and obey the words of a god in order to have peace in the afterlife is seriously deluded.

Consider this from the fifteenth century Indian poet Kabir :