If I wake up tomorrow and my life as I know it didn’t exist, who would I be?
All my beliefs, all my values, my identity, all gone away.
What if all that you believed was real, didn’t exist?
What is real?
Assumptions become narratives.
Narratives beget judgement.
Judgement affects feeling, and feelings shape your reality.
What if your assumptions are incorrect.
Walk a mile in the shoes of a beggar and see what they see, feel what they feel. We are human after all, no more, no less. Death is the great equalizer.
Don’t take away his mind, don’t take away his heart, don’t diminish his existence.
Give of yourself, give it all away. Don’t take anything with you when you go.