Full day already with a wee drive out in the country to officiate a celebration of life. They never fail to remind me how precious and fragile life is. Everything can change in the blink of an eye.
I’ve certainly gone through a lot of changes as I’m sure you have as well. There’s something about sudden death though that really hits home in that it can be all over so quickly. No more do overs or second chances or tomorrows to do whatever we want to do, at least not in these bodies. It’s the absolute end to all the plans, hopes, dreams and expectation.
I think it’s good to hang out with that reality sometimes. We tend to avoid thinking about death in our culture, at least our own deaths, but there’s something about contemplating our own demise that gives life another dimension. It’s actually part of some Buddhist, Christian and other spiritual traditions to spend time contemplating our death. It’s a sacred practice that brings a kind of humility, awe and reverence to life and helps us not take things so much for granted.
Life is a gift, no matter how challenging it can be sometimes. When you think about it, it’s when we overcome the challenges that we feel most alive and it’s what makes life so amazing.
Some may say this kind of thing isn’t positive thinking, and maybe it isn’t, but it is about depth and meaning, not just skimming the surface of life trying to avoid the inevitable. I like living in the deep of life; that’s where love and compassion and purpose are for me, right alongside the good times and the laughter and the fun.
Namaste
