The Meaning of Life
What I’ll do is tell You a story.
I was working as a waiter in a hotel whose name I shan’t
mention here, in the Banqueting suite. Our job was at times to cater coffees and lunches for management teams who were pondering what to do next.
There was, working in the kitchen, a French Patisseur named Marc. He could only speak English and French, although he was engaged to Paivi, a most attractive Finnish chef. If Marc was not active in checking what was happening every day, no-one tended to translate the orders of the day to him. This would often result in our asking for the afternoon’s
brownies coming to Marc as a lightning from the sky. This then would cause Marc to shout repeatedly, of all names, that of the Russian President.
I soon learned to inform Marc of upcoming events during the same morning which lead us soon to become friends and the brownies never to be late again. On the afternoon in question I decided, all else being done, to go early to the kitchen with the trolly and perhaps chat with Marc until I’d take the dessert of the day upstairs. As I approached Marc, he was just icing with sugar, would you believe it, brownies. Noticing me over his shoulder he started to say: I’m afraid…
to which I quickly said, in the way you sometimes say something you may never even have pondered upon: Please don’t be afraid, for behind every fear there is a promise. I would never have given it a second
thought if Marc had not stopped what he was doing, and said: Mon, that was beeautifull!. So, as there was no rush, I stopped to think…
- Yes, that’s got to be it! Wow!, I thought. - If we look at what lies behind any of our fears, we find that we have one fear less and we have also grown as human beings. So really Fear is one of our best friends, beckoning us to it: This way my friend if you wish to grow as a human being.
This event was an important one in my life. It showed me that whatever we concentrate on, GROWS. If it’s avoiding our fears, then it is the fear that grows. It also lead me to remember having read somewhere that ALL in the Universe is illusion and that it is solely up to us which illusion we choose to live in.
The Meaning of Life…
Well, if You do know, please tell me too! Otherwise I’ll continue to believe that The Meaning of Our Life is exactly what we choose it to be.