A good campervan morning from cloudy suburbia. Surprisingly quiet seeing as it’s a Monday. There’s a Robin singing in the oak and I can hear the rattle of a Magpie somewhere out there. The temperature feels indeterminate, but a wee breeze gives it a slight edge, though the essence of spring is perhaps on the air. The sound of far off gulls, traffic in the background, the starlings are yet to arrive in the ash. The sky is a solid heavy white sitting above me, imperceptible movement means it seems almost stationary. Not a lot to report this morning. It’s a strange kind of not made its mind up kind of morning. I can of resonate with that feeling too. I am unsure as to which way the day is going to go. A drumming day ahead, but there is that hiatus before heading out and I am just sitting with that at the moment and some thoughts around a conversation yesterday around death, loss and losing a friend. Something which seems to be happening a lot lately around me and to my friends. Irvin Yalom, one of my guru’s and the backbone of the existential part of my counselling practice writes :
“ The more unlived your life, the greater your death anxiety. The more you fail to experience your life fully, the more you will fear death. “
He begs us to live as full a life as possible and not to live any unlived life behind. The conversations and messages of late seem to drive that part of me and act as a reminder to live life to its fullest. Lovely days people.
“ Not to take possession of your life plan is to let your existence be an accident.” Irvin D. Yalom.
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