I got a message from a good friend today, he said he was quietly pondering the meaning of life, and this got me thinking about life. I don’t have any answers to the meaning of life. In fact I have yet to have come across any meaning through religion, books, TV, or anything else for that matter. Sure there are some brilliant ideas out there, ideas from people who have devoted countless hours and sacrifice to find the answers, however I don’t think that there is a one size fits all solution to the question. What gives my life meaning today may not stir up a deep sense of passion or excitement tomorrow. Some days I find meaning in solitude other times it is when I am surrounded by people. Today it might briefly exist in a moment of adrenaline fueled excitement or in watching the sunset with a beer in hand.

For me personally the meaning of life exists in the times I am fully present in the moment, completely focussed on that which is in front of me, be it paddling into a wave, talking to someone on the phone, or sitting at my desk in the office. The meaning of life is to be alive and to see the miracle of the moment, that is enough for me. For me that means I can tap into life at anytime, anywhere, in whatever mood I am in. For me life is not about searching for a hidden secret, it is about adventuring and discovering, about learning and developing your own ideas, about opening your eyes and seeing what is right in front of me. And on the day I reach the end of my life I would live to be able to celebrate a life well lived, knowing that I marched to the best of my own drum.