One great thing about being chronically sick and disabled is
that I have less energy for my own bullshit.
I have less energy for all the mental trips and games I
normally play with myself and with other people. Of course these things are old
habits but it’s much easier to drop a pointless and bad habit when you see
immediately how sick it makes you.
So it’s hard to feel sorry for myself when I see that being
sick is helping me to get real. I see how little time I have left and I don’t
want to waste it.
We should all see how little time we have left. When we
truly know how short our life is we have a chance to sober up and quit wasting
this precious opportunity.
And what is this rare and precious opportunity?
It’s our chance to cut through all our habits and games to
the very core of the reason why we’re here which is to love. Love what? Love
whom? Love how?
Just love.
This isn’t a self-improvement project.
Be who you truly are which is utterly
naked like the wind and the rain and the earth, not pretending to be something
or someone else.
Do it now. It can only happen in the space of now.
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