Life on earth is limited. How much time do we have left? Forty years? A fortnight? An hour?
Nobody knows.
Ideally, the older we get, the less we care about what others think, and the more courageous we become in expressing what we have to say.
What if there were no judging voices or looks to keep us from doing what we want and need to do? What if the Doubt Monsters were suddenly quiet for just long enough that we could finally discern the deep stirrings of our soul?
What if a long-stuck window to the heart were suddenly dislodged, swinging open to let long-hidden light shine out onto the world for a stunning moment of unexpected Beauty?
There is no time to waste.
Yesterday was my birthday. I’m not old, but today I’m a day older and a day closer to death, just like you.
No more wasting time standing by the side of the road, hoping doubts and fear will disappear of themselves, waiting for clarity to clear the way.
Time to act “as if” the way were free and clear already. The truth is, maybe the way IS already clear and we just can’t tell.
There’s no time like the present to be true to oneself.
To be…one…Self.
It’s time to remember, and to act.
It’s time to take that risk.
Are you ready?
That’s not the point.
The moment is – whether you are or not.
Indeed, Jennifer! I have decided to be with people who let me enjoy myself, the way I am. Time is too short. if I am lucky, I might have ten more (relatively) good years.
Yes, it’s so important to surround ourselves with the people who encourage us to be who we are!
I love your messages. So in tune with the awakening I had from encounters with cancer. I feel better than ever before and feel lucky and grateful for this ‘extra’ time. Has been so helpful in living in the moment (more of the time anyway!), and choosing to love what I’m doing, and to do what I love. Your blog today asks me if I can go farther in that direction. Answer: Yes!
Thanks for writing, Tom, and congratulations on rising above the cancer to discover a new love of the moment, doing what you enjoy! Wonderful!
I like your comment in the blog that maybe the way already is clear and we just can’t tell. I remember a yucky, cloudy, rainy day. Got up, ate, packed my suitcase, took a taxi to the airport, all the way feeling oppressed by the lousy weather and my lousy mood. Got myself onto the plane. Within minutes after takeoff, we were above the clouds and rain in the bright sunshine under a clear blue sky. I suddenly felt better. Of course the sun and clear blue sky were always there, like our awakened mind, waiting for us to rise above the clouds and notice.
Awesome. This is excellent.
Thank you, Stephen. Glad you enjoyed the post!
I enjoy these posts.
Wonderful! I’m very glad! 🙂