The meaning of life isn’t to be happy, it’s…
It’s a much bigger landscape than happiness.
And the road to it starts with connection.
In general, I don’t like posting pictures of myself, and the idea of actually posting this picture seemed ridiculous… until I realised that this was not attention-seeking or self-promotional or sensationalising.
It’s just me, being me. A man in nature. At peace.
Connected and clear and calm.
Connection is not just about you and other people.
Connection is about how you relate to yourself, the larger world, and a sense of purpose — something outside yourself and immediate vicinity.
Last week, I drove out to the red rock desert with my partner.
We shared some awestruck moments overlooking the big, big earth laid bare … and me, laid bare, too (photo above).
With or without clothes (who cares, really?), this is simply me in a place that makes me feel clear and grounded and energised to come back to “the real world” and do good work.
In years past, I totally rolled my eyes at people being “one with nature”, especially when they felt compelled to proclaim it.
It has taken me a long time to love the desert.
And though I grew up among towering fir trees and icy mountain lakes and breathtaking peaks, I’m only recently feeling deeply, profoundly integrated into what Mary Oliver calls “the family of things.”
I count that as growth, expansion, inclusion, progress.
If you want to feel connected, you have to belong to yourself, to have a place in the family of things, and to look outside yourself for a place to give your gift.
The meaning of life is not to be happy.
The meaning of life is to belong.
Photo credit: @syannawand
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