Today, I offered my two cents on a question posted on Reddit in the /askphilosophy subreddit:
“Could constantly learning new things be a way to give meaning to life, or is it merely an illusion that we are trying to create?”
I cannot offer insight into studies or schools of thought regarding the question, but I can answer with regard to the insights gained by my wife and me, who are approaching our 60s. Both of us constantly delve into often difficult/complex areas of learning as we’ve noticed that for us, this is a form of play but, more importantly, a way of discovery. At various points along our journey together, we were asked what the “secret” to our happiness is, and what I came up with was that the intensity of exploration experienced at the beginning of our relationship never relented.
This led me to look at those around us who were falling into pre-relationship behaviors because the deep discovery and exploration of the partner that arrives with the early days of falling in love, were waning. Moving into routines, many seem to grow bored or unsatisfied with things.
On the other hand, we read a lot; as a matter of fact, when we travel by car, my wife, who doesn’t like to drive, reads to me. We do not listen to audiobooks; we’ve tried, but I insisted we turn away from them as I’d already grown familiar with my wife’s voice, and so it became the preferred choice of what I wanted to hear as we’d drive the 600 miles between locations. We also have hobbies that are able to evolve and require new skills. Add to this mix that we don’t watch television, play video games, or invest decades in the same activities we were doing 30 years ago, and the world seems to stay new.
We are not rich, we share a car, rent a small apartment, do not have university educations and yet we vacation between 3 and 10 times a year (some of those travels might only be a weekend out of state). We have time and the means to explore various cuisines such as Korean, Burmese, Thai, Indian, Chinese, various European, and of course American. I’m sharing the info about food as it, too, lends itself to the objective of constant learning.
I cannot tell you that this constant learning for the two of us has definitively given us greater meaning or happiness, but I am certain that without this “play” (when I was a child, we referred to discovery, exploring, and learning by the word “play”) we would be fearful of the situation that might curtail our ability to be in this constant state and maybe that would lead to lack of meaning and diminished happiness.
Happiness may not give meaning to life, but it makes many of its uncertainties bearable, and when learning becomes a constant instead of the inanities of modernity, I find that we have the drive to learn even more in order to discover meaning in that exploration of the unknowns still unfolding in front of us.
Photo of us volunteering during a recent charity food packing event held nearby.
