The Tree of Life: A Reflection on Progress and Purpose
Life can be likened to a tree. The seed represents birth, the work is life itself, and the harvest is death. At the heart of this cycle is the word: Progress. Progress is not just movement—it is fulfillment. Progress equals happiness.
Many people search for fulfillment in material possessions—houses, cars, money, clothes—believing these things will fill the emptiness they feel. But this pursuit only leads to an insatiable desire for more. These objects can never satisfy that void because they address external wants, not internal needs.
Through reflection and experience, I have come to understand that the only thing capable of truly filling that void is *progress*—progress within myself. This means growth in my spiritual, physical, and mental dimensions. We are, after all, evolved beings, and I believe that biologically, progress aligns with our deepest instincts. It is the missing puzzle piece, the key to the fulfillment we seek.
Living in a society like the United States often means being surrounded by an endless push to achieve—to climb mountains, reach peaks, and conquer goals. Yet, the satisfaction from these achievements is fleeting. True fulfillment doesn’t lie in the result but in the journey itself. The process is the dream. Growth, in all its forms, is the ultimate goal.
Consider the life of a flower. Its bloom is undeniably beautiful, but that beauty doesn’t diminish the miracle of its journey. A tiny seed breaks open, pushes through soil and rock, and stretches toward the light. A fragile stem becomes the foundation for a complex system of roots, leaves, branches, and buds. Each bud carries the potential for flowers, fruit, and seeds. The flower’s bloom is but one moment in a long process of struggle, growth, and transformation. The entire journey—from the dark soil to the radiant light—is a masterpiece of life’s resilience and progress.
Likewise, in our lives, it is not the solution to a problem that grants us wisdom but the process of working through it. Solving a math problem, for instance, isn’t about the answer—it’s about the journey of learning, the exploration of numbers, and the lessons gained along the way. The problem teaches us how to think, grow, and overcome.
Ultimately, the miracle is not just in the moments of triumph but in the *dash*—the space between birth and death. The work, the progress, the struggle, and the joy of the process itself—*that* is life’s true purpose.

Striving to achieve an outcome or goal for the sake of happiness blinds us of the gift of the process that got us there. This is akin to watching the end of movies and forsaking the entire plot.
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