A few months ago, I was deep in the heart of the Rocky Mountains in Colorado completely disconnected from the world.
No cell service.
Juuust enough access to Wi-Fi to check in with the fam once a day.
And although I was there to work and share my gift of allowing women to be fully seen and witnessed in front of my lens, I was also there to do deep work on and for myself.
The last six months of my life has been a complete dichotomy of the highest highs and lowest lows.
At times, co-existing within the same day.
Last week, after spending some time in reflection and meaningful exercises, our incredible facilitator, Jaime O’Connor took us through a death meditation.
I had no idea what to expect, but as we settled onto our blankets with a partner, we were taken into a meditation where death knocked on our door. We had 30 minutes left to live, reflect on our lives, and say goodbye to everything in our lives.
What a sobering moment.
Facing our own mortality is something we often avoid. It’s uncomfortable. It’s sad. It’s scary.
We were created for life, yet in this lifetime we must face death.
Coming out of a meditation like that, reflecting on my own death, it was easy to think nothing, besides the people in my life, truly matter.
And yet, it does matter.
The work I’m meant to do, has meaning.
The work I’m meant to do, is what I can leave behind for my children.
The work I’m meant to do, will change lives and I can clearly see the ripple effect going on for generations.
Letting go of the petty bullshit has always been easy to do, but it’s even easier now.
I don’t easily anger, especially now.
I am here to love.
I am here to make a difference.
I am here to experience a rich life.
So if you were to reflect on facing imminent death, what would you do differently?
What truly matters in that moment?
Give yourself the gift of this reflection. Allow it to put your struggles, your dreams, and what matters most into perspective. Use that perspective to fuel how you spend your time and energy from that moment forward.