Being Busy and the Meaning of Life

I’ve just started reading Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl .  For those who don’t know, the book is written by an Auschwitz survivor – about the source of his strength to survive.   He surmised that many who died around him in that horrific circumstance  did so less from lack of food or medicine than from lack of hope, lack of something to live for, having a meaning or a “WHY?” for their life.

As I am reading this book, I recalled an article that my friend Sean Duval recently posted: Please Stop Complaining About How Busy You Are by Meredith Fineman.  It’s about how many of us wear our busyness as a badge of honor – as an indication of success or status.  Is this the new “WHY?”  for our lives? Do we use busyness as a way to keep from asking that fundamental “WHY?” question.

I have a core value that my most important job in life is to become fully aware of my heart’s desire, my inner flame – and use the power of that inner force to fuel a life lived at its highest potential.    Reading these two seemingly unconnected pieces has taken me back to that fundamental question – what does my heart desire?  What am I here for?

How about you?  What do you hear when you stop the chatter and the noise and listen to your heart?

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