What is the Purpose of Life?
Excerpt from WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF LIFE?
GURURAJ ANANDA YOGI: If (everything is an illusion, and) none of this is really happening anyway, what is the purpose of life? Could life be purposeless? And should we try and find purpose in this purposelessness, so that the nothingness of life becomes something? After all, who makes life into something? Isn’t it we ourselves, with our mental meanderings, who add importance to living, life and to existence? There lies the purpose in purposelessness. Without purpose, you cannot exist. Yet this existence by itself, in its own beingness, does not have any pretense of a purpose at all.
Purpose is added by ourselves to all the things we do, and then we get messed up trying to find too much purpose in it. It is our own thoughts and thinking that makes a purpose out of nothing. When we go beyond this stage we can regard life just to be life, without any purpose. According to our imagination, the greatest purpose we have (in existence) is to reach a goal. But imagine this: where is it that you can reach? You have already reached there. You are here. You are already the totality of all existence.
So, if you would say, “I have to realize that I am all existence,” then purpose disappears. Then there’s no purpose at all to life, because you are it all. But when you find the shortcoming within yourself to say I have a goal to reach then you indulge in the factor of purpose. And the factor of purpose is factoring purposelessness into purpose. So, we are chasing rainbows, aren’t we? The rainbow’s there, so beautiful, with all its seven colors that begin nowhere and end nowhere. But within your thoughts you think there is a golden pot there, where there’s no golden pot at all. The rainbow is only seen through the prism of your mind, for it does not exist. So, those that think that life is purposeful are chasing rainbows. But behind it all, there is that white light, and through the prism of that light, we see all the varied colors of which life is constituted. So, where do we go? From purposelessness to purposefulness and then back again to purposelessness. That’s the cycle. But I do not think I would be able to exist if I can’t hold Sujay in my arms or mother there or my beloveds here. To hold them so close to my bosom and make them feel the beat which is within me, and to merge, at the same time, into the beating of their hearts– so that there’s a beautiful unity in which I will flow and flow and flow to express that divine love, as Lorieta expresses her divinity in her paintings.
When some of you express your entirety in cooking a dish to feed yourself and your guru, who are you feeding really? You are feeding divinity. You are feeding none else, none else, none else.
You are the one which is the sustenance of the embodiment of divinity.
Thou, (who are) Lord, the sustainer may thou be– but remember this, that I sustain thee. So, where is the problem of the sustainer and sustenance? When you melt away into that beauty, you just float away, and you do not care where you are. Then the entirety of all the oceans and the vast blue sky, the swaying grass, the trees, the flowers, are all sustaining you. Look at those trees out there. They are absorbing all the carbon dioxide, all the poisons that you breathe out. And by breathing (in this way, the tree is), sacrificing itself by taking in the carbons and exuding from itself the oxygen that makes you live. Where is the difference? You see, there is no difference in anything. There is always a dependency from one to the other. Everything that seems to have no meaning becomes meaningful to us because we are mixed up in meaninglessness and meaningfulness. So, where is your attention? (For example,) you have these do‑gooders, and what are they doing? Ego feeding.
The true doer of good does not make himself apparent at all. He just does what is to be done without even being conscious of what he is doing. So (it is that) from the vast Jungian collective unconsciousness we find conscious existence. And yet Jung just talks a lot of bull. When everything is conscious, where is the place for collective unconsciousness? We could never exist and the entire universe could never exist without consciousness. The very existence of oneself, or all that is around you, is composed of nothing else but consciousness. Everything is conscious.
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