Katia Raina

The Magic Mirror

The Meaning of Life

The Thanksgiving weekend and the approaching holidays is a good time to ponder an age-old question… What is the meaning of life? Except, let’s make it more specific, shall we: what is the meaning of our own, individual lives? As we run through our everyday — wash– rinse–repeat, sometimes it’s good to ask ourselves: why? What are we running toward, exactly?

Part of the reason I’ve been thinking about this is the book I’ve been reading, The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People by the now late Stephen Covey. It’s one of those books you must read slowly, taking a month or so after every chapter, to let the lessons sink in. Because, as the book warns, this isn’t quick-fix advice. Life-changing wisdom is supposed to take a little longer.

So… I’ve been ruminating on mankind’s biggest question: why is my life important, really?

My answer has been two-fold: love and stories.


My everyday is filled with the love for everything I have been given — the beautiful faces of my family, the bitter-sweet taste of coffee every morning, the brightness of the autumn leaves, the blueness of the sky above my head. My love is strongest for the things and the people closest to me, but sometimes I love the strangers too. I love that old neighbor who smiles at me every morning like he means it, and when I ask him, “How are you?” always answers, “I’m still breathing, aren’t I? What can be better than that?” I love a tired, determined young mother in a store who doesn’t notice her toddler making goofy faces at strangers. I love the possibility of the world’s future written across a teenager’s intelligent face.


I also live for stories. I love the ones dancing, wild and half-formed, inside my head, or entertaining me in my dreams, just as much as I love to watch the stories mature with each revision. Of course, I also adore the flawlessly executed ones, those delivered to me between the hard or soft book covers.


Stories — and love — are what I have been born for. Love and stories are all I have to give.

To love my family and give them everything I can. To love the strangers, love the world in small, invisible ways. To appreciate both its darkness and its beauty. To recognize the magic outside of us, and within us. And to pay homage to it, by adding to it all through my stories. That’s what I live for.

Is this enough? What do you think? What do you live for?


November 25, 2012 - Posted by | Personal Mirror


  1. Oh, Katia. This is beautiful. I think you have a lot more to give the world than love and stories.

    Comment by Joanne Fritz | November 26, 2012 | Reply

    • Thanks, Joanne. That’s so sweet! 🙂 But what else could it possibly be, for me? Tell me sometime, I’d love to know.

      Comment by Katia Raina | November 26, 2012 | Reply

      • Katia, I only met you once in person, but I feel I know you from reading your blog. What do you have to give the world besides love and stories? Well, truth, for one. Appreciation. Respect. In a world of increasingly noisy social media, where everyone wants to talk, but few listen…you actually listen. So that’s one of your gifts.

        Comment by Joanne Fritz | November 27, 2012

      • Dear Joanne. That is one huge compliment. Seriously. I will remember what you said and try to stay true to it. Thank you.

        Comment by Katia Raina | November 27, 2012

  2. This is a beautiful post. 🙂 I live for stories and emotions. I love that welling up of emotion that easily comes to me in a variety of situations.

    Comment by Medeia Sharif | November 29, 2012 | Reply

    • Ooooh, the welling up of emotions. Yes… I know the feeling, ha-ha! But seriously, sometimes it comes on so thick and strong, I feel like it’s something I can catch — sometimes I wish I could put certain emotions inside a box like a keepsake. Anyway, I am rambling. Thanks for sharing, Medeia.

      Comment by Katia Raina | November 30, 2012 | Reply

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