I've been feeling rather mortal lately. Yeah, not sick but frail.
We are all going to die. It's the end of life as we know it in this time-space continuum. I've seen good deaths and I've seen some not so good. I don't fear death, as my friend Tom W. says, I do fear what leads up to it.
And honestly, I fear losing control of how all this will play out. In fact there is no ability to control how life plays out including the end of life.
So I am reopening Diverse Mind now to serve as a journal of this part of the journey.
I joyfully add that my life is just fine the way it is and always has been. I would not change any of it. I've come to see my life as a whole rather than a mishmash of isolated incidences, some outstanding and some truly cringe-worthy. The good outweighs the lapses from goodness. The bad is just that, bad choices and behaviors that adversely affect others as well as myself. I don't have the perspective to judge myself; I leave it to our Creator, our Spirit of the universe, our Mother Nature, Whomever.
I am living a joyful life and I am in no hurry to leave. I also choose to accept that end of life stuff is going to take some work, some courage, and some brass ones to meet my wishes. I want to make choices for my life care in spite of medicos, insurers and governing forces like Medicare. I may think differently about medical care than those soul crushing 'health care' forces.
But it is my life, my wellness choices, and my body! Hang on folks; we are in for a good ride.
Whew! I already feel better.
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