At the end of your life…

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You lie dying on a bed. Do you speak about politics, religious intolerance, race or cultural issues and differences? No! You speak about loved ones. You tell stories of your lovers and spouses. You share about your childhood. You do not listen to this timeline full of sensational news. You don’t care what is happening out there. The world becomes very small and you only want to know about places far and wide that you didn’t get to visit. You express your love of sunrises, fast cars, delicious food and beautiful company. You marvel at the journey, often with regret and other times with admiration. Politics, war, judgment, bigotry and intolerance do not matter at this time. They are not held captive in your presence. Why? Why do we give so much energy to those things that will not reside in later years when we will be ready to transition into death?

Make your thoughts count. Create energetic moments that will transcend your existence when you are in your last breath. You are the creator of your reality. At the end of your life you will remember the first pretty girl you kissed, the first hands that touched your body with love, the way your body felt in youth, the puppy you got that Christmas, the horse ride you took in that trip, the way your child felt upon your chest…. You will not care how much money you owe or if you cleaned under the bed or if there is expired food in the pantry.

Life is a precious commodity so use it for greatness. You will want to know that you mattered, that you loved and were loved deeply, and that you will be missed for who you are.  Make moments count so that when you are ready to embark into the light you will feel joy and not sorrow; love and not hatred, admiration and not regrets.

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3 thoughts on “At the end of your life…

  1. “Create energetic moments that will transcend your existence when you are in your last breath.”

    I loved this post Millie because I just made a pact with a friend that I would be there for her last breath on this planet or she for mine. It is a lovely sort of breath tontine. Now let’s see what reality has in stor for us, eh?

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