I wonder how much time is left to me. Another minute, another hour, another day? I may collapse before I reach my beach house and take my last breath right here on the sands at Miramar. I may have another lifetime ahead of me; I may live to be twice the age I am now. I have no way of knowing, and it would not matter if I did. The only thing that matters is that I do not capitulate to fear.
I realize now that I have a task that is greater than all the labors assigned to Hercules. It demands that I live in the richness of this moment because that is all I have or will ever know. It is only when I am fully conscious of the finite nature of my life that I begin to live. The instant I let go of that awareness, I submit to pettiness and drudgery, and the precious seconds slip away. ~ Richard Bode, Beachcombing at Miramar
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