So Holidays. With Christmas behind us and the promise of a New Year ahead, I've been thinking a lot about holidays and meaning, and how by assigning meaning we turn a perfectly normal day into something special.
Got started thinking about this when I was working on Christmas day. I was there and everything was normal. The dogs being.. well dogs. Didn't know or care that it was supposed to be a "special" day. And you know what. It wasn't anything special. It was just a day like any other with nothing remotely special about it. What makes it special. We actively assign meaning to it. And that is all.
Then I got to thinking, it's kinda the same way with life. It really has no meaning. Unless you give it some. Maybe the meaning of life is to give it meaning? Maybe the purpose of life is to give it purpose? Maybe it has a lot more to do with what you do with something ordinary, rather then when you find something extraordinary. If you are constantly waiting for things to be better. To stumble across something "more". Then you are doomed to be disappointing. Don't try to find meaning. Actively create it.