The Magnificent Pointlessness of Joy

"When you fall in love with the soul, the body becomes beautiful."Zeeshan Siddique

I find myself repeating these words lately. They feel like a soft place to land. In my home, the walls feel safe. My dogs are the very definition of love.

Yet, like many of you, I’ve had those moments where I stop and wonder: Why does it feel like I’m running in place? Why does it feel like I’m accomplishing so little spiritually in this lifetime?

We are taught to look for the "point." We look for the grand mission, the ultimate achievement, the spiritual gold medal. But lately, I’ve been communicating with the animals, and they have a different story to tell. My dogs don’t wonder about their "purpose." They don’t fret over their spiritual progress. They simply exist in their own magnificence. Even Sage, the Snow Leopard at Miller Park Zoo, carries that same effortless grace—he just is. He knows his own magnificence.

I’ve come to realize that perhaps the reason we feel like we are running in place is that we are trying to get somewhere that doesn't exist. There is no "point" to life in the way we’ve been told.

The point is to just be. The point is Joy. The point is Love. Not because it serves a productivity goal or a spiritual milestone, but simply because you can. God is magnificent, and you are Light. 

When we stop running, we finally see that the beauty was never in the destination—it is in the frequency of the present moment. It’s in the quiet safety of a home, the warmth of a furry friend, and the simple, rhythmic beauty of my dog, Penny, snoring.

I am learning a new way to walk this path: Instead of trying to love my body in order to grow spiritually, I choose to love my soul—and the body becomes beautiful.

Published in my February 13, 2026 Newsletter

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