I am sure it doesn’t just happen to me. Other people must think the same questions that seem to come out of the blue, in idle moments, and shock you.
‘what is the point of all this?’
‘What does it all mean anyway?’
‘Isn’t it just a waste of time, we are all going to die anyway?’
Maybe that last one is just my own darkness, but it drives me to find the purpose in my actions. It drives me to take the things that I do daily and connect with them with a greater purpose outside of myself, otherwise I would just stop doing the little things that I consider important. (Although these questions can help you re-define what is considered ‘important’).
As I have refined my thinking over the last few years, each time these questions come, I add a little more to my philosophical outlook on life and create more of my purpose.
Historically, my purpose is to “speak words that bring life”. It has been for 15 years. But what else, what does that actually mean?
Lately my thinking has been along the lines of “creating a better world through creating better people”.
This isn’t the final edit though. There is more refining to come, but the theme is clear. I find my purpose in bringing life and growth. I find my purpose in giving. I find my purpose in generosity.
I don’t have the language nailed yet, but aren’t we all just a work in progress?
I come across them regularly, on the road, in the
supermarket, walking on the footpath. People who behave in such a way that I
can only assume that they are stupid. Sometimes I call them ‘jokers’, other
times I have more colourful names for them, but in my mind they are categorised
as ‘stupid people’.
I am sure you would know some people like this. People who
don’t seem to understand your priorities or seem to care about your sense of
urgency. They could be just about anyone, and as it turns out they are usually
anyone who is not me.
I think my eldest son was about 7 or 8 when I first heard
him call someone a ‘joker’ from the back seat of the car. I am so glad that he
didn’t use something more colourful. This was a rude shock – when you hear your
own judgement parroted back to you it can be startling. And how long until that
word gets used to describe me? Are other people using that word to describe me?
Am I someone else’s ‘stupid person’?
It is the easiest thing in the world to judge people, to
create a story in our mind about how they are just stupid for not seeing the
world as I see it and behave in a way that I would behave. It is the easiest
thing in the world to be completely self-centred.
What I have discovered is that everything that everyone does
makes sense to them, even if it is just at a subconscious level. They may not
even be able to articulate why they do something but at some level their
behaviour aligns with their values, or their world view.
If you don’t understand why someone does something then your path to understanding is through curiosity, asking more questions and making less judgements. That is generosity in relationships.
If you have stupid people in your life, then perhaps you’re not
asking the right questions.