I think about death often. More often than most. Not in a macabre way filled with fear and anxiety. No, I think about life in an intentional way as a reminder that it is finite and precious in nature.

I have clear intentions for this ephemeral gift. The age I want to live to, in what condition, and how to give as much of myself to others as I am able.

I seek to build my own capacity and endeavor to extend my sphere of influence to positively impact others. This journey could be viewed through a non-dual lens. Meaning, self implies other and if that’s true “other” beings are a different side of the same coin.

The extent to which I can internalize the belief that, kindness to “others” is kindness to self, is the only adequate way to measure our existence. How much do I give, how deeply do I love, how compassionate am I and how do I treat “others”? Thinking about death helps keep these improvement goals front and center. We each have limited time to make maximum impact. What will you do with today? How will you measure your life?