This is worth sharing…it is intense and insightful.Love it
I have been as guilty of it as anyone.
But much less so these days. Now the shadows are lengthening.
Because there is but one life. There is no heaven in which to smugly contemplate relentless eternity. There is no hell to somehow face greater suffering. There are no forty virgins with legs spread wide. There is no reincarnation as a deer, or a fox, or someone somehow better.
There is only now.
The years which seemed to stretch out endlessly when we are soft and still to be moulded, constantly gather momentum. Like water rushing out of the basin. Like sand escaping the narrowing hour glass. Life is so short. Time is so precious.
And yet we waste it. We procrastinate. We dither. We make excuses. We pretend to be something we are not rather than act upon who we are. We pretend we are looking for perfection as…
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Finding myself 
Thank you. Honoured