Something blissful came over me and I couldn't remember what the problem had been. She had unknowingly discovered meditation on her own, with no teacher and no ideas about it. As hard as she tired the mysterious space would not return on her demand, but this experience began her journey toward the spiritual center of herself. The existentialist movement came to the conclusion that life is meaningless, but their response was negative. This is my choice.
Meaning is an invention of mind.
It gives the ego a feeling of importance. You are here to love each other or life is a test of some kind. This is how the mind creates fictions to console you so you'll feel necessary. I'm not saying you are not necessary. Existence has put you here right now, so you are necessary.