A Thoughtful Argument for Mindfulness

No Two Journeys are Alike, but We are all on the same Path

When you stop and think about it, we have this moment, and then the next, and the next, but it’s inevitable that at some point, we will run out moments in this corporeal state. I remember reading Carlos Castaneda as a young man about the importance of living in the moment and the fact that death “is the only wise adviser that we have.” His was the argument for embracing all moments and that each day should be treated as one’s last, because it very well might be.

carlos castaneda quote - from "Journey to Ixtlan"Seems like a macabre subject, because the subject is so taboo in our society. But once death is accepted as inevitable fact; that it is the one thing we all share; the thing that makes all other concerns trivial–differences, hatreds, fears, cultural affectations, possessions–a moot point, there’s something very liberating about it. Another fine argument for “taking in the good” in the face of the brain’s negative bias. This knowledge can create fear, or it can create resilience–it’s up to each of us to come to terms with it. Those who choose the latter are sure to be more engaged in life than those who are swept up in the maelstrom of the former (as I know well from personal experience). I also wanted to note that these thoughts were triggered by my new friend Dan Woo, who posted this quote today:

“Do you know that disease and death must need overtake us, no matter what we are doing?… What do you wish to be doing when it overtakes you?…If you have anything better to be doing when you are so overtaken, get to work on that.” ~ Epicetus

And that brings me to this song, written by Kate Bush in 1985, called Jig of Life.


Hello, old lady.
I know your face well.
I know it well.

She says,
I’ll be sitting in your mirror.
Now is the place where the crossroads meet.
Will you look into the future?

“Never, never say goodbye
To my part of your life.
No, no, no, no, no!
Oh, oh, oh,

“Let me live!”
She said.
“C’mon and let me live, girl!”
She said,
“C’mon and let me live, girl!”
(“C’mon and let me live!”)

“This moment in time,”
(She said.)
It doesn’t belong to you,”
(She said,)
It belongs to me,

“And to your little boy and to your little girl,
And the one hand clapping:
Where on your palm is my little line,
When you’re written in mine
As an old memory?
Ooh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-n


“Never, never say goodbye
To my part of your life.
Oh no, no, no, no, no!
Never, never, never!
Never, never let me go!”

She said,
“C’mon and let me live, girl!’
(“C’mon and let me live!”)
She said,
“C’mon and let me live, girl!”
(“C’mon and let me live!”)

I put this moment…………………………..he­re.
I put this moment………………..here.
I put this moment–

“Over here!
“Over here!
Can’t you see where memories are kept bright?
Tripping on the water like a laughing girl.
Time in her eyes is spawning past life,
One with the ocean and the woman unfurled,
Holding all the love that waits for you here.
Catch us now for I am your future.
A kiss on the wind and we’ll make the land.
Come over here to where When lingers,
Waiting in this empty world,
Waiting for Then, when the lifespray cools.
For Now does ride in on the curl of the wave,
And you will dance with me in the sunlit pools.
We are of the going water and the gone.
We are of water in the holy land of water
And all that’s to come runs in
With the thrust on the strand.”

“Columbia now nine times the speed of sound.”
“Roger that, Dan, I’ve got a solid TACAN
locked on, uh, TACAN twenty-three.”
“The, uh, tracking data, map data and pre-planned
trajectory are all one line on the block”

Yours in mental hygiene,

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