As you get older you may start to wonder about what your legacy will be when you die. How will I be remembered? Will people remember me? Will my work be remembered? And so on. But what is it that really matters? We all die and all have that inescapable truth in common. To me what matters is how I treat people now. I try to do my best to do the right thing. I’m not perfect and have my share of regrets. But I try to learn from my mistakes. If I have treated people right then that is enough of a legacy for me. But we are all different and some may be more restless than I and worry that they have to do more to leave a legacy. Instead of focusing on the now, the present moment that flies by so fast. I want to cherish the time I share with the people I love because in the end that is all that really matters. Did I love and was I loved?
How lucky I am to spend 8 minutes here just killing time. With no worries in the world with peace and tranquillity around me. No distractions or demands. Just pure bliss.
Remember how awesome you are and be kind to yourself. Your body is incredible and can do amazing things like heal itself. If you have sustained a terrible injury physically, emotionally or both it may take a long time to heal and when it does it will not be the same again. You may feel differently, change is certain. It’s up to you how you cope with the changes. You are awesome.
Is a hospital a place of healing? I would imagine a place of healing to be stuffed full of nature. Like a garden with flowers, herbs, trees and shrubs. Plants with healing properties. Fresh water bubbling out of a spring which runs into a small stream supporting life that helps feed the eco system around it. Yet when I visit a hospital its the complete opposite of this. A man made maze of corridors that connect lots of rectangle rooms with cold hard floors. The artificial heating system combines with the odours of people in a stuffy environment. No fresh air. How can healing happen in a sterile place like this?
Written on 28/03/17