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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