In the last analysis, the individual person is responsible for living his or her life and for ‘finding themselves’. If they persist in shifting their responsibility to someone else, they fail to find out the meaning of their own existence.
Living your own life is not as easy as it sounds and finding yourself can be like looking for buried treasure. It involves walking down quite a few false trails, digging a lot of holes, and moving tons of dirt. I have been walking, digging, and moving quite a bit of dirt for a very long time now and I’m a little weary. However, this is a task that only I can do for myself. I cannot outsource it. No one else can walk my path, dig my holes, or move my dirt. For as long as there’s been people, individuals have wondered “what is life and what does it mean”? Last year I watched a television show Cosmos. It is the story of the universe from a scientific point of view. I can’t decide if I am blown away by the magnificence of the galaxies, the star systems, the complexity of outer space and beyond, or if I now feel totally insignificant in the great scheme of life. When the world as we know it has taken billions of years to form, does it really matter if I came to work today? In cosmic time am I just a miniscule, sub-atomic particle in the continued evolution of all that life is? Do I really matter? On a similar vein, a few months ago a friend shared his thoughts that within a few generations most of us will be completely forgotten, even by our descendants. We are all star dust and to dust we shall return. What do we do in our current configuration? How do we find ourselves and the meaning of our current existence? Let me quickly admit that I don’t really know or I would have already done it. I don’t know if my life matters or not. What I do know is that I am a consciousness aware of itself. As a living being with a consciousness, I am motivated to move and grow and expand myself. My senses take in data and react appropriately or at least as programmed. Like a machine that evolves into artificial intelligence, I evolve into whatever I become. Along the way I rub shoulders with other beings, I form relationships, I experience happiness, and, if lucky, I feel loved and worthwhile to everyone and everything around me. I become one with my world. No one else can do any of this for me although they may walk a similar path and be going in the same direction. Ultimately we are all on our own although life may give us companions on the journey.