Summary

The author, Keith R. Wilson, posits that the meaning of life is found in engaging fully with the present activity, whether it's playing soccer or brushing teeth, and that the pursuit of an ultimate purpose is an endless cycle of questions.

Abstract

In the article titled "The Reflective Eclectic," Keith R. Wilson, a mental health counselor, shares his insights on the age-old question of the meaning of life. He compares life's purpose to playing a soccer game, where the meaning emerges from the activity itself. Wilson suggests that by immersing oneself in the task at hand, one can find direction and purpose. He warns, however, that overanalyzing with questions like "Why am I doing this?" can lead to an infinite regress of answers, much like in philosophy. Ultimately, Wilson concludes that the meaning of life is akin to an ongoing process of questioning and that seeking a definitive answer is futile.

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Wilson believes that the meaning of life is not a fixed destination but rather the journey of engaging in life's activities with presence and intention.
He asserts that questioning the purpose of every action can undermine the inherent meaning found in those activities.
The author suggests that the search for the meaning of life is similar to playing a game of soccer or engaging in philosophy, where the value lies in the participation and pursuit of questions.
Wilson implies that the quest for life's meaning is an endless endeavor, as each answer leads to more questions.
He emphasizes that happiness and fulfillment can be found in the simple acts of daily life, without the need for an overarching purpose.

The Reflective Eclectic

What Is the Meaning of Life?

I have an answer

It’s taken humankind thousands of years, but I think I finally have the answer. I know the meaning of life.

For many people, questions about the meaning of life get set aside; but, for us therapists, we encounter them every day. Questioning the meaning of life is part of the human condition, as ubiquitous and basic as walking upright and having opposable thumbs. It preoccupies many of us some of the time but is generally dismissed as an enigmatic and fruitless endeavor. It’s hard to talk about it and even harder to find someone to talk about it with, which is why people talk about it with their shrinks.

Having had so many of these conversations, I’ve stuck with it longer than most. I’m ready to tell you what it is.

The meaning of life is like this:

Imagine you go to a park and join people kicking a ball around. It all seems pointless until you realize you’re in a soccer game. Then everything makes sense. You know what to do. If you have the ball, you try to get it in the other team’s goal. If you don’t, then you get in the way. It’s simple, it’s direct. If you’re in a soccer game, you’ll run until you’re ready to bust a gut. You’ll scream with joy when you score and hang your head when you lose. Chasing a ball for ninety minutes is not meaningless if it’s a soccer game.

In the same manner, the meaning of life while you’re brushing your teeth is brushing your teeth; when you’re driving to work, it’s driving to work; when you’re reading an article, it’s reading an article. You could immerse yourself fully in everything you do and, as far as they go, derive meaning, direction, and purpose for all of the minutes of your life. You could be very happy that way unless you do something very foolish.

What is this foolish thing that would extinguish the meaningfulness of playing soccer or any other simple activity?

Questioning why you do it.

“Why am I busting a gut on this soccer field? What difference does it make if I score a goal?”

Someone on your team might have an answer. “If we score enough goals, we win.”

If you’re still foolish, you could continue to question. “Why does winning matter?”

“If we win enough games, we win the championship.”

“Why is that important?”

“If we win the championship, you get a trophy.”

“Why do I want a trophy?”

“If you get a trophy, you’ll feel proud to have it on your shelf.”

“Why would I care?” And on, and on, and on. You get the idea. It doesn’t end.

Or, you could go on a different tack.

“Why am I running my ass off on this field, chasing a ball?”

“You’re getting in shape.”

“Why do I need to get in shape?”

“So you can live longer.”

“Why would I want to live longer?”

“So you can play more soccer.”

In this case, the questions and answers go in a circle, but they still never end.

You might start thinking that all your questions are pointless until you realize you’re playing a different kind of game. The soccer game has ended, you are now doing philosophy.

Everything makes sense again. You know how to proceed. If you’re doing philosophy and you have a question, you try to stump everyone by asking it. If someone tries to give you an answer, you use logic to poke holes in their claims. It’s simple and it’s direct. If it’s philosophy, you’ll argue for hours until you’re ready to tear your hair out. Talking forever without getting anywhere is not meaningless if it’s philosophy.

Unlike soccer, you can philosophize on your own by asking and answering your own questions. Philosophy is a fine game to play, every bit as, but not the slightest bit more absorbing and meaningful as soccer. That’s because, at some point when you’re philosophizing, you’re apt to have the same questions as when you were playing soccer. What’s the point of philosophizing? If I figured out the meaning of life, would that change life? What would be the difference if I knew?

This is what I learned. Every question stands on another question. You never get to the bottom of questions. What’s the meaning of life? It’s asking questions all the way down.

Keith R Wilson is a mental health counselor in private practice and the author of three self-help books, two novels, and innumerable articles. A third novel, Who Killed the Lisping Barista of the Epiphany Café? is currently being published one chapter at a time in Medium.