“You that seek what life is in death, now find it air that once was breath. New names unknown, old names gone: Till time end bodies, but souls none. Reader! then make time, while you be, but steps to eternity.” – Baron Brooke Fulke Greville, “Caelica 83”
I’m going on a journey–an adventure, if you will. This journey is a journey that everyone will have to encounter at least once in their lifetime, but never will two journeys be the same.
This journey will no doubt have its terrifying moments, it will no doubt have it’s disappointing moments, and it will no doubt have those moments where I find that I cannot stop grinning from ear to ear.
And this will be the journey of discovering myself.
I realize this all sounds incredibly cliche, but most people go through life not even knowing who they are–so here and now, I am making this conscience effort to begin this adventure.
And the best way to begin this adventure, as any other adventure, is one step at a time.
Recently I read a book called , When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi, a neurosurgeon who had passed away in 2015 of stage IV lung cancer. When faced with his certain death, Dr. Kalanithi had to quickly focus on this reoccurring theme: You have to figure out what is most important to you.
You. No one else. And that is exactly what this journey is about.
So I invite you, my sweet friend, to make this journey of a lifetime with me. To run towards the very thing that you think you cannot do. For when we discover ourselves at the very end of this journey, that is when our breaths will finally become air.