My days consist of finding meaning. I awake, gloriously thrilled that I am alive, that I have, seemingly, another day to be on this earth. Many times, lately, I am not happy with the state of our ...

How often do we stop to think about the meaning of life? If you’re like me, probably not much. Even though I may feel a vague sense of anxiety around how my life is unfolding and the inevitability of ...