Loss is one thing, regret quite another.
As long as we have our senses, even just one, we have at least the possibility of accessing what makes us feel human, connected.
Since dying is a necessary part of life, what might we create with this fact?
The need for food has birthed cuisine.
The need for shelter has given rise to architecture.
The need for cover, fashion.
And for being subjected to the clock, well, we invented music.
So let’s begin at the end.
The former is a natural, essential part of life, part of the deal, and to this we are called to make space, adjust, grow.
It can be really good to realize forces larger than ourselves.
They bring proportionality, like a cosmic right-sizing.
After my limbs were gone, that loss…
