Not Having Answers Isn’t a Bug

Last night I was walking by the sea and something hit me. For years – no… more than a decade – I’ve felt like something was wrong with me. Not just for asking questions like “What’s the meaning of life?” but for not having satisfying answers. Especially for not knowing the Truth with a capital T.

Then I realized: What if that’s exactly how it’s supposed to be?

Here’s what I’ve been sitting with. There seem to be two types of people. Most never really question deeply – they stay focused on achievement, success, the conventional life path. Nothing wrong with that. Then there are those of us who move into this reflective, introspective space where the big questions won’t leave us alone. If you’re reading this, you’re probably the second type. Your peers call this space “midlife crisis”.

And here’s the thing – these questions we’re asking? They might not have answers we can verify.

That’s not a problem to solve. That’s the point.

What if the purpose isn’t to get answers? What if the purpose is the contemplation itself? This is how universal consciousness (God) explores itself through us. Even science doesn’t start with Truth. It starts with assumptions we can’t prove, but that give us more or less relief about the human condition.

I no longer get frustrated when I can’t pin down an answer. Because I know my capacity to get the “Truth” is non-existent. As Bernardo Kastrup likes to say, “Monkeys are not in the business of knowing the Truth.”

To go deeper, watch the video above, related to this topic.