No Martyr

Death is such a natural thing. We are literally born to die – it’s the only way to continue cycles of life; the goal is to respect it, live it deliberately and try to enlighten ourselves and/or enlighten a few people along the way.  Our purpose here could be little more than to push someone else along, or more coveted is when our existence is used to transform a nation, a culture or a mindset.   I used to be scared to die, and work to come to resolve with the fear associated with loss. The root of this is change, and death reminds us each time that change is mostly an unexpected entity that comes to disrupt our lives and kill our spirits, even if just momentarily.  Although not completely true, it certainly invokes emotions that we generally try to hide – sadness, crying, regret.  Why death touches us so profoundly is completely personal; it should not be minimized, devalued or overlooked but it should not be a martyring tool.  No perfect person ever walked foot on this earth, so when I die, please don’t try to peg me as such.