During my 38 years on this planet, I have often pondered the meaning of life. I have asked myself time and again – “why am I here and what is my purpose?”
I would drive myself mad trying to work out what the grand plan was. Would I be destined for greatness? Was I here to save a life, to make an amazing discovery? To become an artist or a musician? I had no idea, so I just got a normal job, led a normal life and did the best I could.
I stopped asking the question “what is the meaning of all this?”
The years passed. I carried on each day, riding a figurative roller coaster. Up one minute, down the next, seeing things wonderful and terrible.
I tore myself apart for not being good enough, not being pretty enough and not being enough in general. I tried to shape myself into all the things I thought I should be, worrying more about the wrapping than the gift inside. For years and years I loathed myself for my inadequacy.
The bits between now and then are sprinkled throughout the stories you will find in my blog. I won’t elaborate on them here, but from the lows and the highs and everything that falls between, here is what I’ve learned.
Happiness comes when you relax. Sometimes I dress up, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I wear make up and sometimes I go out with a bare and exposed face. Both are okay and nobody has died from seeing me as I am beneath the mask.
Happiness comes when you love. When you love yourself and you love other people, life is better. Spending time working on being beautiful on the inside is more important than a flat stomach or a thigh gap. We will, God willing, grow old. Things will droop, but as long as our heart remains perky we will be okay.
Happiness comes from doing what you love. For me it is writing and sharing my stories in the hope it can bring solace, comfort and inspiration to another person. Find a pursuit you love and embrace it. If you can’t do it for a living do it as a hobby. Who knows where it could lead you. Even if it goes nowhere, your heart will be full while you are lost in joy.
Happiness comes when we grow. We aren’t perfect – nobody is. Where would be the fun in that? Challenge yourself. You don’t need to burst through your boundaries but stretch them a little. Learn a new chord, write a new song, learn a new dance routine or in my case, buy a domain name for your blog and put yourself out there. Challenge yourself and feel proud that you did. Whether you achieve what you set out to do or you don’t, you will have tried and that is amazing. That is what matters.
So, when I think about the meaning of life I think of all these things and realise it is surprisingly simple and profound.
Be happy and love each other in every way you can.
I genuinely love you all and hope you do too because you are special and beautiful and full of magic.