I have find it intriguing how those who are informed that they have a terminal illness often find great peace. After burning through the stages of grief, the denial, bargaining, anger and finally acceptance, all the weight of living is suddenly lifted. All the distractions no longer have power and relationships become the chief focus of the final days. Love and peace are finally experienced to the fullest and I have heard people express regret in that it took so long to realize the “truth” about life.

As an aside, I do recall times on the hopper when I have remarked to myself, “wouldn’t it be funny if I were to attain enlightenment during this bowel movement.” Thanks to your post it no longer seems funny anymore and, in fact, I greatly anticipate the morning “movement.”LOL!

Good Post!

mike S

These comments from this entry:

“You may discover, when you pay attention to the distractions, how dull they really are, especially compared to the richness of experience they are distracting you from.”

are my favorite.

It is so true. I suppose the famous John Lennon quote could be modified to say…Life is what happens when you are being distracted.

Thanks as always for some enlightening words. (for the poop on pooping if you will) : ) Now, if we can only live like we are dying.

~Jerry

Yes, it’s an amazing discovery! Difficult to believe when we’re surrounded by such tempting offerings as X-Boxes, ever-more-visually stimulating movies, and cell phones. But even something as simple as taking a single step can be so amazing.

As always, thanks for your words =)

Fondly,
Kenton