I once felt everything was meaningless.

But, as I discovered later through a long period of thinking, it was not necessarily because everything lacked meaning, but the language and ideas I had, and we use, to describe this human experience were found lacking. That the things we communicate fail to properly address the depth of our experience.

If we fail in our language, in our ability to attach a comprehensive description of what we experience into something tangible, then it is difficult for the mind to root its person into the incomprehensible meaning that surrounds us, defaulting that wondrous yet confusing and sometimes painful awareness into a void of any meaning at all.

Until the mind can resist the urge to explain the unexplainable, there will be the excruciating anxious toil to define things without definition.

We get glimpses and attach pictures, words, and patterns to these faint images, but that is all they are, parts of a much more infinite whole.

To say we “know” is silly. It is like using a hammer to produce a human genome; we aren’t even existing within the same category of creating.

The truth to be found is in experience, in living amidst the indescribable, with a sort of radical acceptance and wonder.

In 2026, may you recapture your ability to wonder, to wander, to imagine and dream, to want for nothing, and find the sacred in everything.

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