Cuba Caribe & The Meaning of Life

Recently a religious person came to my door. I can’t recall what religion they were affiliated with, but they had an interesting question for me.

What is the meaning of life?

More so, what is the meaning of my life, their own life, and everyone’s life on planet Earth?

My reply and the reaction I got was equally as interesting as this question they proposed. Now, I suppose by my understanding of what’s normal in this culture we live in, that this question is asked as a bit of a joke at times. You might imagine Yogi bear proposing the question to his sidekick, then staring blankly into space as though the question cannot be answered. In fact, before understanding this question and how to answer it, I had a very vague sense that it was unanswerable. Also, in speaking with family and friends, I’ve gotten the same feeling that other people mostly believe that it’s unanswerable.

What a strange topic to get into right? I mean this question must be very important, but it’s as though many people have just thrown their hands up. Giving up before ever getting started.

Here’s my answer.

I uncovered this understanding from a man who said he spent about a decade trying to answer other equally important questions about life. What he told me was profound. The answer comes from taking a close look at one’s consciousness. Then recognizing that it’s possible to know something very intriguing about it. That you are conscious of something. Not conscious of everything, but you must in fact be conscious of something. From there, you work a few steps which I’ll save for a later post. But you can see how your happiness is variable. That you do in fact experience some level of happiness at any given time. I could continue, but I’ll now jump back to the person at my door.

I told them the purpose of life was happiness. To maximize your own happiness, along with everyone else.

A lady standing behind him, on the bottom stair to my door started shaking her head as if she disagreed with me. This person then started quoting scriptures and spouting off all sorts of nonsense, completely irrelevant to the idea I had just given him. Minutes later he was gone. I did try to give a good explanation of what I meant, but it was as if my answer was revolting to him.