the butterfly doesn’t question
the purpose of its wings
and so creates its flight.
The human mind always searches for a purpose or meaning in life. But that is only the ego needing something to keep it alive. Making us feel somehow special, that there is a difference to be made. Purpose is also very relative. For the man who lost use of his legs, his purpose can be to overcome this handicap. For the man who is whole and able, he has the opportunity to define his own purpose in life.
Life is flexible, it is not fixed. It does not come with a purpose attached. Western esoteric schools (Rudolf Steiner, the Theosophists, the Rosicrucian, the Hermetics) say that humanity is in constant evolution, and we are evolving towards an improved human being. Many eastern traditions aim for liberation. Zen buddhism keeps away from any speculation, and takes a neutral stance. “The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves” said Alan Watts.
Whatever view we take, it is only in precious moments of doing nothing, of quiet mind, of undisturbed attention that pure being arises. Those are the most delicious moments, when we drop all expectations and thoughts about ‘meaning’. Then we create an opening for our soul to make itself known.