In the grand scheme of the universe, we are insignificant. That knowledge doesn’t stop us from asking about meaning.
Out there, looking at the universe, it’s tough to find meaning. It’s right here, in a grounded dialogue, that we can seek it more fruitfully.
In the quiet of reflection, meaning becomes free of requirement. We can see how it emerges and evolves over our lives. The big transitions throw it into question. Transitions bring the pain of loss of meaning, throw us into a profound emptiness, where we lose faith in ourselves.
There is a point, on the turn at the bottom of your transition, where you have a choice, which may not be what you expect.
You can choose to give up the quest and let life roll on, happening to you.
You can choose the simple path – just make an arbitrary call that meaning is money, or relationships or travel or anything.
Or you can start to read it, not force it. Read it like a great novel, letting the possibilities in your life arrive and fall away and arrive again. You do not need an obscure word or an impressive goal somewhere out there.
You need action, continuous action, curious action. Engaged with those you care about, being fully who you are.