To be a witness does not consist in engaging in propaganda, nor even stirring people up, but in being a living mystery.

Madeleine L’Engle, in Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art

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So what is your life for?  Why are you here?  What is the purpose?  Why do we get this time?

To witness the best of being a human being.  Yep, that’s it.  That’s why.

Now, let me be honest: while we have the germ of “beingness” from the moment we are conceived, it takes a while to be as we were made to be – each unique but sharing common elements and some similar life experiences.

Experiences, yes.  Critical.  The real BIG “e.”  Forget education, it is experience that matters. Indeed, education can impede your access to experience.  It can cause you to think you know which end is up and wall off, in foolish certitude, life and the experience of life.  In doing so, out goes wisdom, insight, maturity, humility, patience, compassion and a life of interesting encounters and a stable of growing and life-long friends.

Yep, we witness “the living mystery” that is life.  Our plans along the way are mere approximation, just a way to get us pointed in a direction – the substance of life, however, is in the unexpected events, the trails, setbacks, and surprising gifts along the way.  What am I saying?  Receive the mystery.

Forget the ideology, the fade and fancy of the day, month, year, era.  Forget the costume.  You are more than what you wear, own or do.

When you live the mystery your life has a spontaneity.  You live from the inside out.  You need not worry what you say for your voice is true and given in gift. In the mystery your burden is lightened and spirit like air lifts you up, floats your boat.

Witness life by living the mystery.  It is all much easier that way.