And most importantly, in ourselves?
Aside from existing, don't we all strive within ourselves to find a certain level of meaning, of purpose, of reason? Is it enough to live a life fully, albeit one without essence? However, having lived that one and precious life fully and without regret, will we not have exhausted our purpose, and therefore created essence within ourselves?
Musings from a mind aiming to find something to make her existence meaningful and unique. Now, these thoughts and words are the nearest I have to reason.