What is Our Purpose?
I often return to spiritual writers who have long ago walked this earth, but their spirit lingers in our traditions as their words are repeated. Writers like Rumi seem to cut across centuries of evolution. I imagine Maya Angelou will be a writer that generations from now will return too, as well. One of my favorite books I look to for spiritual communion with the saints is “Love Poems From God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West.”
In thinking about purpose this week, I’ve been thinking about what the saints had to say about the meaning of life and our small part in the cosmic continuum. In the poem, Meister Eckhart (1260-1328), writes about purpose as being loved and loving in return. These resonate with the words of Jesus when he says the greatest commandment is to love God and love neighbor. These words also reflect Mary Ann Evans (known by her penned name, George Eliot) when she said “What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?” Our purpose is intimately connected to our neighbor and their wellbeing. We do not find purpose in solidarity. Eckhart, Eliot, and Jesus all seem to suggest purpose comes from our roles within our communities.
The Hope of Loving – Meister Eckhart
What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?
I think it is the hope of loving,
or being loved.
I heard a fable once about the sun going on a journey
to find its source, and how the moon wept
without her lover’s
We weep when light does not reach our hearts. We wither
like field if someone close
does not rain their