Interact. Involve yourself. No matter what it is, be present, be accounted for. You are here in this lifetime for but a brief moment, a long exhale.
Sleep if you must, slumber your life away and look back with regret. Or, open your eyes, open them wide for there is much to see.
Go. Step out. Engage. Engage in any way that suits you. If it is golf that pleases you, play the game. Books? Go to the library. Food? Have a picnic and invite a friend. It doesn’t matter what it is, just go do something liberating.
Don’t let this life pass you by unloved, heavy with remorse, no, that is not why you are here. You are here to learn. You are here to explore. You are here to love.
Our days are not a given here on earth, there is an expiration to this life you lead.
Channeled message from Ferguson Conway from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Fergus said he contacted typhoid fever in 1884 when he was three years old and never fully recovered. (Martha Bulloch Roosevelt, the mother of Theodore Roosevelt also died this year from typhoid fever.) Ferguson died in 1897 at just sixteen years old. I asked if there was anything else he wished to share and he responded with ‘I thank you for this opportunity to speak ma’am.’ I said; Thank you Fergus, peace be with you. He said, ‘It is, thank you.’