Reflecting on my past has been a journey. I recall how, years ago, life threw me a curveball with the news about my bio mother. It was a typical day, much like today, until it wasn't. I felt lost, utterly uncertain of what to do. In the following weeks, I pondered the many simple pleasures she’d never experience again – walking barefoot on grass, savoring a glass of wine, witnessing a sunset.

Yet, amid grief, a spark of realization hit me. She couldn’t enjoy those moments anymore, but I still could. The notion that I should seize the time left drove me forward – what if I had only 20 years left? One morning, I felt a metaphorical metal rod grounding me during a solitary walk. It signified that it was my turn to experience life fully.

Everyone’s had a life quake, a moment of stark realization that shifts their world. It’s a liminal space where choice blooms – succumb to the tremor or use the energy to propel yourself forward. It’s not immediate; it wasn’t for me. It may have taken a while, but now, working with Death as an ally isn’t just a singular experience but rather a continuous choice.

What does it mean to live? It’s about seizing moments of awe and real connection. Light and dark interweave life’s fabric, enriching our journey. Embracing both, no linear path exists – we circle back, revisit, and learn anew.

Experiments in finding ordinary magic, conscious awareness of life’s greater connection, shadow work – it’s all part of the tapestry.

This all ends. Make it matter. And remember, we wander not because we’re lost, but because we are seeking. An adventure awaits, illuminated by the light we hold within.