A few nights ago, I held a friend’s two week-old baby girl in my arms.
A few nights ago, my ex’s father passed away.
The fact that life and death is just a breath away from each other does not escape me.
“That nothing is static or fixed, that all is fleeting and impermanent, is the first mark of existence. It is the ordinary state of affairs. Everything is in process. Everything—every tree, every blade of grass, all the animals, insects, human beings, buildings, the animate and the inanimate—is always changing, moment to moment.” ~
“…I now feel more awe and wonder than dread of death, and the knowledge of its inevitability gives me permission to do more and more of what matters, less and less of what doesn’t.” ~ Martha Beck
I’m not there yet. I still dread it. But I’m working on it.
wake up, wake up…the time is now…