In The End
What is life, but a flutter of energy in a vast field of emptiness?
It's normal to question whether this is it to life, or if there's more. If we're not careful, we move on autopilot throughout our days.
Days turn into weeks. Weeks into months. Years into decades. Inevitably, the time comes when we ask ourselves what we're made for, and if this is all there is to life.
Am I doing what I'm supposed to be doing? If I were to die tomorrow, would I be at peace with that?
Tragically, the answers to these questions is often no. We rarely feel like we're doing what we're meant to be doing. We most certainly aren't comfortable with the thought of death.
Death is always here, right around the corner. It may take years to arrive at your doorstep, but it's still here, peeking around the corner, ready to embrace you at any second. Even if it takes a lifetime to come, it's still within a stone's throw away.
Yet we live as if it's thousands of miles away, not realizing it's blending in with everything around us.
What if we could make peace with death by living fully? If we welcomed death into our dance of life, would we still fear it when it came?
So much about life is making peace with the realities of the human condition. Deep emotional and physical pain - we're not comfortable with these things.
We can learn to be, though. We can learn to hold our suffering with tenderness, like a newborn baby entering this world.
I often wonder what's next, after life. But that question always leads me to another, perhaps more important question. What's here, now? Am I fully experiencing this moment? If not, where am I living?
I'm beginning to realize that next doesn't matter, because next can only arrive now.
So let's learn to make our relationship with now all that it can be. Now is our friend. Now is our only friend. Now is our gateway into the phenomenon of life.
!Live with substance