Death
One day—some day—in the future, this will be my home. I’ll be given the role of a corpse. I’ll be lying still under the ground and I’ll have a tombstone with my name engraved on it.
Until then, I’m quite optimistic that I still have approximately 40 years or so of life left in me. How will I use the remaining years of my life? What would I have done? Who would I have become when I am 84?
Keep Creating
I burst into tears when I reached the part in the talk where Elizabeth Gilbert uttered those words in the above quote. I was re-watching some talks on TED and one of them is Gilbert’s Success, failure and the drive to keep creating. I love her book Big Magic (my book notes).
For Gilbert, her home has always been writing. She says:
Your home is whatever in this world you love more than you love yourself. So that might be creativity, it might be family, it might be invention, adventure, faith, service, it might be raising corgis, […]