It is not the things in life we have done that we regret on our deathbed, it is the things we did not do. (Randy Pausch. The Last Lecture)
The wonder of life is often overlooked. The preciousness of being alive, of appreciating ourselves, each other, and our world, is sometimes the last thing we remember in our rush to handle the details of daily life. Yet remembering the fragility of our days awaken us to the truth that in every moment we are dying to something, and ultimately we, and everyone we know, will leave this world entirely.
Acknowledging the inevitable can be healing. Despite tremendous advances in medical science, we are neither capable of preventing our final transition from this world nor in full control of the timing.
The poet David Whyte speaks of our culture’s obsession with what he calls “the bright side of the moon,” those attributes of youth, good looks, and success that buffer us from facing the moonless night of loss and mortality. For those who have lost our jobs, experienced the breakup of a loving relationship, been diagnosed with a serious illness, or have had to face the death of a loved one, the dark side of the moon is not far away.
But between the time we wake up in the morning and the time that we have to face our own mortality, we have the opportunity to embrace life on our terms, recognizing the moment-to-moment gifts that is life.
To ask for what we want is human. To be willing to receive what comes is grace. While we cannot resist the natural course of change, we can choose to pass through it gracefully.
Wishing you peace and wellbeing as you live your life intentionally, gracefully.
PS: Remember to hold the ones you love just a little closer and tighter this week (without expectations).
Adapted from, Graceful Passages by Michael Stillwater and Gary Malkin
[images description: the sky above snow cover mountain peaks are opening up to swirling cloudy colors surrounded by a dark sky. Just above the swirling colors of the sky are the words, Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. In the lower snow covered mountains are the words, Live the life you imagined. Henry David Thoreau]