A known but not always accepted
fact: we die. There is no maybe,
only when. Most never know the time,
some get a diagnostic warning. Rare
is the person who does not experience
panic at knowing of his impending
death. Yet, dying is a natural as
the sun setting, even if hastened
by illness or injury.

Fear of dying takes many forms and
exists even when death is not
obviously eminent. Yet die we must.
And an inability to accept the certainty
of death colors our whole way of living.
The paradox is that in order to live
fully, one must come to terms with dying.

What would you do differently if you were
told you have three months to live?

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8 Responses to Dying

  1. Pingback: What is Death? « Namaste Consulting Inc.

  2. MindMindful says:

    I think it’s our collective inability to really deal with the fact of our someday death that accounts for much of the junk of human life.


  3. mountainmae says:

    I would write my thoughts and feelings in letters to be opened after I am gone.


  4. Nina says:

    difficult question
    I want to say travel to see everything that I ever wanted to see

    like a bucket list….

    but I would probably spent it with loved ones


  5. Nina says:

    Reblogged this on Nina's Garden.


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