Why do we really start living only when we become aware of how much closer we are to dying?
What if we were to embrace life now? What would that look like? Feel like? Taste, sound, smell like?
Why do we really start living only when we become aware of how much closer we are to dying?
What if we were to embrace life now? What would that look like? Feel like? Taste, sound, smell like?
A video found on a friend’s site inspires me to share it here.
I write this by the light of the just-full moon. It sets in the clearest western sky as the sun rises to the east. Beautiful and enchanting blend of balanced energy.
Balance… I am reminded to find what is important for my own personal balance and nurture it.
Brain challenges… creative expression.
Devoted work hours… dedicated time for play.
Solitude… family time.
Laughter… tears.
Heated passion… gentle softness.
Love… and love.
I am thankful to be surrounded by families who honour and embrace the respect and care of our elders. I am proud to be one of them in a time of my father’s illness. I travel in peace, knowing that this is the turning of the great wheel… and trusting that the outcome will be for the higher good.
This old man, once vibrant and strong and authoritative, now ill and uncertain. It is an honour to give back the care and guidance he has given me in this lifetime.
An article in the newspaper baffles me – a woman leaves her mother to die in her home, while she is out spending mother’s money on herself. I am perplexed and dismayed. I do not understand.
I truly do not understand.
Aho, Dad.
I walk with beauty before me.
I walk with beauty behind me.
I walk with beauty around me.
As I walk the Beauty Way.
My thoughts will all be Beautiful.
My words will all be Beautiful.
My actions will all be Beautiful.
As I walk my life the Beauty Way.
~ adaptation of a Navajo prayer for peace and harmony