immortālis: Latin im (not) + mortal
Music, TV, and science have searched for the fountain of youth or the secrets to immortality in reality and fiction. Too often have we dreamed of ascending to a higher spirituality or embodiment where nothing or no one could touch us as we make our path in life and in society. But then reality crashes down and reminds us with the grim fact that we are flesh, blood, and bone – all worn away by time. I’ve heard people use the term “YOLO” or similar phrases such as “live life to the fullest” throughout my life but I question if we ever heed those suggestions until it’s too late.
Why is she waxing poetic about life and using Latin to introduce a post? (I promise there’s a reason – bear with me for a bit.)
For those who have been with me on this journey, you have noticed I’m no stranger to witnessing moments where life has thrown curveballs or moments when I’ve parted ways with close friends too soon. My dad always said it is best to live your life with little to no regrets, which has been a goal that has been anything but easy to attain. It is easier for me to declare that with every encounter I’ve experienced I’ve tried to learn something from it and grow.
My late high school friend and fellow musician showed me another side of her former hometown and popular culture, all while staying true to her roots.
My co-worker lent an ear, a warm smile, and an encouraging word to those in need, revealing a strength that was selfless and admirable, even when things were difficult on her end.
My dog who beat the odds stacked against her and inspired people from all over the US to support others like her. (Now with a fund in her name that supports injured dogs requiring various surgical procedures.)
Recently, my 86 year old gran on my mother’s side was told that her time was limited. She is living alone with her small dog, coping with age-related health issues in the same house my mom was raised in. A few months prior, life threw her a curveball in the form of leukemia.
How does one react when you hear news like that? There’s no magic guide to tell you what one should feel when the stubborn woman who speaks frankly is dealing with something of this caliber. Sure you can scream into the void that nothing is going right and hate that it’s all falling apart.
What good is that going to do?
One of my favorite teachers from high school told us to deconstruct a moment to it’s most basic form and focus on each motion as it happens. Live in the moment, in short. Most of us in his class scoffed that this was an easy task to achieve – cake really. But after 10 years, I realized how difficult it truly is to do, especially in a world that values multi-tasking and getting everything done at lightning speed.
Still, I want to understand the feeling of focusing on each motion as it happens. Continue to strive to live without regrets. Finally, value the time I have with everyone.