Sorting Myself Out
When you were born you started your journey toward death. When you get there, your life will have consisted of a number of days. You then drink it down, and taste the overall flavor of it. Will it taste panicky, sad, hateful?You brew the sum of your life moment by moment, minute by minute. What is life's flavor for you in this moment? Where can you slide your attention to make it more delicious?
5 years ago | [YT] | 16
Sorting Myself Out
When you were born you started your journey toward death. When you get there, your life will have consisted of a number of days.
You then drink it down, and taste the overall flavor of it. Will it taste panicky, sad, hateful?
You brew the sum of your life moment by moment, minute by minute.
What is life's flavor for you in this moment?
Where can you slide your attention to make it more delicious?
5 years ago | [YT] | 16