Monday, August 30, 2010

On Living Each Day As If


Easier Said Than Done.

Living each day to the fullest and actually doing so are two very different things. Perhaps it's the potentially infinite number of hours and minutes of a lifetime that makes savoring all the moments (as if they were the last) a recipe for our cups (overflowing with nostalgia and sentimentality) to runneth over. But then, and thankfully so, moments appear in which loss/joy/fear/love is frightening close and we are reminded that our pulses are not everlasting and eternity is just another riddle about the "letter E."

(The beginning of eternity,
the end of time and space
The beginning of every end,
and the end of every place.
What am I?)

Enjoy!

1 comment:

  1. Fantastic article. A real, not imagined (i.e. anxiety) threat and yet they go on, and yet they forget, and yet they are human.
    Thanks!

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