The end and beginning of the year is often a time of making wishes and predictions. I like to pivot to something else – to reflect on the meaning of life, the essence of being. I have written about this a few times in the past, but this is one of those subjects I find worth returning to given the philosophical nature of the question and elusiveness of any answer one can attempt.
The question of the meaning of life has exercised the finest of thinkers since at least the ancient Greak philosophers. Why we live and the end purpose of life is arguably one of the most pertinent puzzles that transcends time and space.
Even more puzzling is what happens after life, where we go when we die or what happens once we stop breathing. Many people have found solace in religious teachings and Holy Books that promise life after death, which is supposedly made possible by the same Creator who it is believed brought us into this world.
But when you read the scholarly works of theologians schooled in Hebrew texts and Christian literature, the picture becomes far more complicated than what is conveyed by conventional religious teachings.
One of the most compelling works is that of Bart Ehrman, a professor of the Bible, focussing on the New Testament, whose historical account of the evolution of beliefs around life and death calls into question much of the received wisdom of mainstream religious denominations.
Whether humans believe there is heaven and hell, or any kind of life after death, Ehrman argues with rich historical evidence, has shifted and transformed in quite dramatic ways during different historical epochs over the long stretch of time.
The world has been here for, who knows, a difficult to nail down long past while what we spiritually believe today is of very recent history. The allure of spirituality and faith is precisely because of the inherent mysteriousness of what life is about and what death means, whether the human person totally terminates at death, as some believe, or if there is some adaptation and continuity in the other life.
Religious faith is also a handy solution as it provides a somewhat simple and straightforward answer to an otherwise fundamentally complex puzzle.
All equal, even intellectually sophisticated people prefer simplistic explanations to complicated arguments, yet if there is any question requiring complicated reasoning, it is the matter of what life means and what death entails. In that spirit of the human inclination to simple answers, I would like to set aside the rather abstruse world of complex ideas about cosmology (origin of the universe), epistemology (theory of knowledge) and eschatology (the remit of religion, focussing on death and end-life) that are necessarily hard to disentangle and certainly not a very productive use of this column space. What I like to do with this start of year reflection is to speak directly to the everyday life difficulties, the human condition and what I believe should be our shared moral compass.
I must, of course, confess that I write from a very privileged status and standing, of an academic with a middle-class livelihood, who most certainly lives a better life than, literally, billions of fellow humans around the world.
If you take the totality of the global community of human beings, you realise that only a small percentage live under desirable and befitting material conditions. We easily forget that most of the world’s population live under circumstances that are, broadly conceived, materially poor; also, that until very recently, by today’s standards and measures nearly all the people in the world were poor. This fact alone raises a deep philosophical question about the meaning of life and essence of being, and arguably a question that faith and spirituality cannot convincingly answer.
My own personal ethic and moral orientation predispose me towards an empathetic attitude to all who are not fortunate to live better lives precisely because there is no particularly compelling reason why I should be better off than the next person.
What is more, the elusive meaning of life, but especially the utter mystery of death, should imbue humans with humility and empathy rather than cruelty and greed.
As some readers of this column may know, I have often found a reliable fallback position in the ethos and values that informed my father’s life, a man of admirable goodness who went about life with grace, gratitude, moral clarity.
No child can never be like their father or mother, but my life’s quest has entailed living up to at least a portion of my father’s sense of life purpose, to do good and recognise the inherent feebleness of our nature as beings, which is equally matched by the incredibly short life-span of our lives however long one may live.
In the hopes that the year ahead brings more of the goodness of humanity, and a deeper reflection on what it means to be human, to live and die. My very best wishes!