Imagine someone reminding you of a super important deadline; one you’ve always known about yet seemed so far away as to be irrelevant in your daily life.  Suddenly everything’s on hold, yet every moment is an important grain of time, slipping through an hour glass that you cannot refill or turn over once it’s empty.

  Perhaps it’s healthy to be reminded? Just as philosophers of the romantic era used to keep a skull on their desk, so too should we all be aware that this existence is not simply a dress rehearsal.  Why prepare for a spiritual after-life?  Surely it is better to find that serenity we innately desire in the world we already know?  

It is by far the strangest sensation in the world, having an expiry date.  Yet we all have one.