Blog Post #33: The Universe Called Last Night

I had a vivid dream last night- essentially, I was terminally ill and it was my last day on Earth. I called my

mom, and I told her, “ma, I’ve had a good life”. The dream felt incredibly real, and I awoke fully believing I had only a few hours left to live. After a few seconds, I returned to reality. Fortunately, as far as I know, I still have a long life ahead. But my dream felt like a wake-up call from the Universe. We can’t count on the fact that we have all the time in the world, because we don’t. Despite all our differences, human beings all share one crucial fact: we are all going to die! Morbid, I know. But I think that understanding that we’ll all someday return to the Earth from which we came is a freeing fact. Even if you don’t find comfort in that thought, there’s a golden flip side- we all get to experience life. We don’t experience life the same way, some are born without a roof or a stable source of nutrition, and some are born with a silver spoon in their mouth. But even so, we all get to experience this irrational thing called life. I think that’s awesome, in the truest sense of the word. Its awe-some. By the grace of God, or fate, or perhaps pure and utter coincidence, you and I were at the right place at the right time, and now you’re reading these words on Google Blogger right where I put them. 

The largest takeaway I got from my dream last night was a question- what do I want to do in this lifetime? No, I’m not talking about a bucket list. I’m talking about what goal fulfills me to the point that even if I never achieved it, I’d be happy I died trying? I don’t know yet, and I don’t know how long it will take me to answer that question. But for now, I pose a question to you. Would you change your lifestyle if you knew you were going to die tomorrow, and how? What about a week from now? A month, a year? Is there something in this life that you’d be happy working towards, even if you never fully “succeeded?”