Good afternoon, my friends.
Another year of my life’s story is nearing an end and I find myself contemplating whether I am really accomplishing anything meaningful in this life. Sometimes it is a little hard to see it, but we each have opportunities to make change in the world around us — often in small ways, but occasionally not-so-small.
The “meaning” of my life becomes manifest in my children and in the lives of those who I influence by my actions. My actions are imperfect, but it is my hope that my interactions with others can either fortify their own resolve to be be a positive force in the world or somehow become the inspiration for them to find and express their own innate goodness when they feel lacking.
My meaning becomes most apparent in my children, of course. I have to continually challenge myself to be mindful and aware of my impact on their lives as they grow and make manifest their own meaning in life, whatever that may be. My role to encourage must always be present, but never in so much as to stifle their own creativity or individuality. They will one day find their own path, their own meaning, independent of me.
So as I tear out another page of my life’s calendar, my hope is to always see the manifestation of my meaning in life clearly by way of my children’s positive influence on the world, regardless of the specific vehicle in which they choose to express it. May you also find meaning, and in doing so, some measure of peace in the midst of chaos.
Please be well, friends. Have a happy, mindful new year!