If today was my last day in this physical form ...
I would not go through my bucket list to find out what I did not accomplish but rather take my son and do all the fun things that he likes to do together. I would hold him in my arms and kiss him and let him know that I love everything about him, that he knows more about life and living than most adults. I would advise him to have fun, be happy, use his intuition and inner voice for guidance; and that he has no limits other than his mind. I would tell him that he can accomplish whatever he can imagine, that he should pursue his passion, and that it is OK for his passions to change in his lifetime. I would tell him that fear, doubt, failure, unworthiness are all the games of his mind and all an illusion created by our society and passed down from generation to generation.
I would not want to say goodbyes, but rather celebrate with my family, friends and the ones that have mattered in my life. I would invite all to join me for a fun gathering of laughter, good food, wine, dancing and chit chat about everything and nothing. I would tell my sister that she has always been a shining star, an angel, and that she can let go "universe has got it covered." I would give each a big hug and kiss them, tell them that I love them, and thank them for being part of my story.
I would spend my last hours and minutes with my sweetie, kissing his eyes and lips and have him hold me in his arms. I would thank him for so much that he has brought to my life but most of all for his continuous unconditional love and support and for showing me the way.
If today was my last day in this physical form, I would not worry about the legacy I would leave behind, how I would be remembered, or count my accomplishments and failures, but rather it would be about enjoying the sights, sounds, smells, and touch that I can experience only through this physical form. My last day would be about loving, laughter, hugs, smiles, kisses, and pure joy.
So what stops me from living each day as if it were my last?
The so called "Life" that has been defined by conditioning, society, and obligations as a woman, mom, daughter, sister, girlfriend, x-wife, friend, member of society, member of community, and so many other labels; which brings about mostly fear of judgments, failure, and unworthiness.
Well it is time to change the definitions, rules and structures, and set my own definitions, rules and structures for my "Life" so that I live this life in this wonderful physical form as if each day was my last.
My Gratitude and LOVE with BIG HUG and KISS to everyone that is no longer part of my story, to all that are still a part of my story, to all that are going to be part of my story and to all that of you that are reading this blog <3 _/|\_ xoxo
Artist thoughts on life, love, happiness and spirituality.