I’m simply reminding myself of the truth that everything changes. I used to feel so petrified of death, and I still feel tense around it sometimes, but in accepting it as a fact of life, I’m met with more spaciousness to be with the person who’s living and breathing in this physical body, in this earthly realm. It’s by acknowledging the impermanence of life that I’m able to meet myself fully. Do I really want to spend my entire life trying to please other people? I’m going to die one day, so I want to live, in a way that feels like living, to me.
