I cannot be sure whether it is because I have a whole heap of friends are reaching major milestones by turning 40 and 50 respectively, or that it really is a reflection of where I am in life, but there has been alot of discussion of late about the meaning of life. And to be honest, I really like it.

The economy as we know, has not been conducive to high spirits and I am sure that the over indulgence of technical devices has left meaningful communication as something that happened in the olden days, not something that we invest in on a daily basis. If I see another person check their facebook account at the dinner table, I will literally scream.

But clarity through thought is the essence of my life right now.

Work will always be exciting, challenging and absorb so much energy that perhaps, my social life comes a far second.

What I have realised from this, is that to be passionate about something, no matter what that is, is a blessing.

With major milestones, many of my dearest friends are rethinking their lives. One is leaving a high powered job to volunteer in an orphanage for as much time as she needs to think about her life and where she would like to head. Another is crazily looking for a husband. The third, just wants to know what is out there.

The basis of all life is love. It doesn't matter what or who you love, but every person needs purpose and by loving something, you will always have purpose.

It occured to me only yesterday what is the difference between finding someone attractive or wanting to be in someone's company, as opposed to loving someone.

My answer is this: I am single because what I am looking for is not a check list to be fulfilled, but a moment in time to stand still and look at another person and imagine that at that moment, nothing in the world matters more than being where you are, naked, without any of the accessories we find that we need in life, on a dirt floor, measuring happiness by a feeling of complete and utter resolution that nothing else matters.

If you can hold a gaze into someone's eye's and feel completely mesmerized, not by their physical beauty, nor the job they have or what they can provide you with, but by them being them and nothing more, and nothing less, then isn't that something that we should aspire to?

Is everyone moving too fast, looking too hard and forgetting what really is important?

Do we get so caught up in the baggage of life and a picture of happiness that we created for ourselves through a myriad of experiences that we thought we wanted to have, yet have forgotten that love and happiness has no dollar value, position in society, or deadline?

Last night, I was in a bar, and I watched intentively at the people that surrounded me. It's a sad world out there, with so many people who just want to be happy, but may never know what happiness is even if its knocking on their door.

Our image of life, caught up in advertising and word-of-mouth marketing, is tainting the reality and the rawness of the true meaning of life.

Next April, I am going to an Ashram hopefully with two girlfriends. We all lived charmed lives and none of us have been on our hands and knees scrubbing floors in our entire lives, but we are looking for something to give back an appreciation of how lucky we are, why we are here and our purpose for being.

Something changed in me at 1am in the morning, and it makes me want to go out there and make every person I meet and talk to, be happier whether its giving them a compliment that they need to hear to be reminded that they are beautiful, smart or interesting, or it simply because they deserve to know that they are special and unique in some shape or form.

I have already found "my person" and it is only because life stood still. I stopped moving. I savoured the smell and the air that I breathe to realise that my life is one to be very thankful for and the people that cross my path and deliver me with adventure and sometime obstacles are created for the very same purpose.