Whether it’s because time has passed, you’ve experienced more, or you’re able to see from another point of view … having a change of perspective can be a true weight off your shoulders.
In the true fashion of most Western Millennials I’ve encountered, I’ve spent the better part of my life trying to live one full of meaning and happiness. From the deluge of posts on social media, I see us all calling out to one another, manically searching for this Holy Grail of Happiness. Like I imagine many of those in my generation, I have read my fair share of articles and books, attended many a promising lecture or sermon, and have even times futilely attempted to force an experience that was ‘meaningful’ and could ‘make me’ ‘truly happy’.
The days grow shorter.
The years go by faster.
In the blink of an eye, I am no longer an angsty teen nor a restless young adult.
I see society around me shift. I am now viewed as a full-fledged adult. Not just an adult, but a somewhat wise, responsible adult- worthy of teaching children and having a mortgage. I accept this new role apprehensively and continue on with my ridiculous search for happiness and the meaning of life; knowing I am not alone in this seemingly never ending quest.
The A-Ha Moment
So it came as a surprise that the most profound discovery on my quest thus far would come how or when it did.