Our lives are a choreography
through the abrasion of time. We maneuver about the stage of existence, each
experience adding to our spiritual core while simultaneously eroding its
container.
Just as a pencil shortens with
every expressive stroke, a ballerina grinds herself down a little more to stick
the next inspiring landing. A marathoner crosses the finish line with a smaller
body and a bigger soul. The same goes for rock climbing, mosh pits, work, love―any act at all.
The most significant choice we
make each day is how to use ourselves up. On what to spend our fleeting life
force? Fully living means dancing toward death with purpose, passion, and
style...
To stick that ultimate
landing.
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