On (Not) Minding Mortality
Yesterday I was reminded by two different folks of my blog, which is the first item put on hold when life gets really busy. Blog writing--reflective essays, really--is my favorite kind of writing, and I always mean to do better about not neglecting it. If I could do this for a living, I believe I would. So here's something for today. When I opened the page to start an entry, I found the following two paragraphs that I had begun last year. Let me tell you, I was in a really different place then than I am now, so it is not the same entry I would do today. Still, as I read it, I thought it was important to show the contrast and reflect on that for a minute. The original title was Minding Mortality. I felt like that needed to change too, so I changed it slightly as you can see. One unexpected realization of practicing mindfulness has been that I am more mindful now of my own mortality. That's probably due to my coming to the practice at this particular age; I'm fifty-f