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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