Reflections from the Slippery Slope

A terminal death sentence...

Write as if you were dying. At the same time, assume you write for an audience of solely terminal patients. That is, after all, the case. What would you begin writing if you knew you would die soon? What could you say to a dying person that would not rage by its triviality? —-Annie Dillard

We begin the road to the end of our lives at the instant of their beginning. Everyone of us, whether young or old, is dying.

Right now.

From the vantage point of the Slippery Slope, the terminal death sentence that is life itself, becomes vivid and compelling.

What to do?

Don’t wait. Do it now.

Say what you want to say to whom you need to say it.

Be ready.

Our earthly sojourn is over in a blink, whether 10 or 100. To all of us under the terminal death sentence, there are no trivialities.

Oh, the knowledge of impermanence that haunts our days is their very fragrance. Rainer Maria Rilke