A great deal of life seem to be problems (or questions) and living life becomes a series of solving these problems in attempts to answer these questions (or maybe just solve the problem.) I ask you another question in this questionable life and that is where do you turn for answers? I suppose you might say it's an excercise in psychology. Some turn to God, or in the broader sense religion, for the answers and for divine intervention. Faith in this way can be helpful as long as you don't necessarily wait around for your problem to be fixed. Rather, merely having faith that with your faith you cannot fail therefore facing your problem like God's got your back. From this answers (as well as just more and more questions) can flow forth without limit.
Some turn to family, or overall love, to get over their humps and settle down the endless chatter of questions. Family and love are really the only things in actual real-world life that provides meaning. Doing better for your family, facing adversaty because win or loose you'll have that love, asking "what's the point of it all?" then looking into the eyes of a loved one and saying "oh yeah". Maintaining this sense of love, family, and connection can springforth many unanswerable questions as well.
One way is deep inner-reflective thought. Figuring humans are just human, and nobody's gotten it "right" yet so might as well think deeply instead of reading a few books. This path can be dangerous to most because fear has poisoned many a mind, and there are some harsh answers that a lot of people would rather not know.
There are countless variations of living, therefore infinite possibilities for answers and sources of these answers. I personally fluxuate, I see the world as sort of a constant flux (an endless dance, if you will.), so a lot of my inquiries are met by my own thinking. I look at the big picture while keeping an eye constantly on the delicate details, but at the same time keep my mind open to the thoughts of others. I can never view life from another's eyes while keeping my own so I listen to the meaning in their thoughts, feeling for personal revalations relevant and prevelant to life itself. Answers come and go from the most unexpected sources that way sometimes.
I do not allow myself to be heavily influenced growing pious and weary, but I don't shut my ears and eyes to the messages of others either. Far too often, lately, I've turned for answers delving in the Dionysian. That's not to say Greek Gods, rather I drown myself in the moment. Pleasures of the here and now, for if I tried hard enough I could make now last forever. Sadly I haven't tried hard enough, instead, sticking with the pleasures of here and now forgetting to give it meaning. This has only been recently though and more likely due to other aspects other then questions. The front and back of the matter, I suppose, is that I absorb information innovation and imagination from all I can process it all into my own view.
Where do your answers come from?
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