Just a thought-
Why do we try so hard to arrive at death safely?
I never thought about it like that before.
Do you think we miss out in the meantime?
I know I tamed up a little when I fell in love with my husband and I became safe when I became a mom. I wouldn't be true to myself though if I only lived by trying not to die. I didn't used to be a fearful person, but I am wondering if I have become one. I don't plan on buying a motorcycle today, but I am self-searching.
What would you do if you weren't trying to be safe?
Not for the sake of being dangerous.
Honestly, what would you do if you weren't held back by the fear of death?
What an exciting day dream for today!
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