Autumn - Life is an Art
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Autumn

Life is an Art

Living my life fully is key to be able and let go gracefully when that final last goodbye comes around. It’s all about beauty. Rather than postponing life, it is good to ask yourself from time to time whether the life you are living is really the one you want to live. This is your one precious moment of being alive.

Living fully is not for the faint of heart. And yet, there is nothing like knowing you have followed your heart, your calling, your passion, your intuition.

Chapters:

  • 00:00:00 Intro
  • 00:00:26 Autumn – Solo
  • 00:01:41 Because no one gets out of here alive
  • 00:06:57 Autumn – Remix
  • 00:08:15 Outro

If you are interested in getting more in touch with coming alive through your senses, check out my Sacred Sensuality Retreat in Brazil, which will be in February 2025.

Transcript

Autumn

Autumn
Is the beauty
Of a life
That has been lived

Remembrance
And endurance
That sailed me
Through life’s eternal twists

An open hand
A leaf behind
Forever green
A dance to brown
And all the beauty in-between

There is a story
In decaying
A mystery
That holds all life

For as I go
Life is still flowing
And it will kiss me
After this dark unknown
This long Good Nigh

©️ Laughing Brook/Peter Müller 2024

Because no one gets out of here alive

„No one get’s out of here alive“ is one of the famous statements by Jim Morrison, who left the stage rather early. And while spirituality of all times and flavours might want to argue with that statement, and despite all promises or hopes that medical science may be making about methods that will stop us aging, it is a given that death comes to us all. 

In our Western culture, which is so obsessed with youth, death is much of a taboo. And so we hide it away in hospitals and nursing homes, while pretending it’s an issue that may have to do with others, but not with ourselves. In doing so, we’re missing out, and we’re missing out big time – there is so much to learn from death! 

Bronnie Ware, an Australian nurse, wrote in her Blog – it’s called Inspiration and Chai – about her experiences in caring for people at the end of their lives. She created a list of the top five regrets people have when dying: 

I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. 

I wish I hadn’t worked so hard. 

I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings. 

I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends. 

I wish that I had let myself be happier.

A fulfilled life then would be a life where I am living who I truly am, give myself time for it and also give time to friendships and things that make me feel happy and alive. And all those statements start with „I wish“ – meaning, those sentiments where there all the time, but for some reason I didn’t listen to them and believed other things were more important.

But what if we lived our lives a little wiser, a little more from a perspective that is seen from end? 

Today’s poem was written in a forest, when autumn made the beech trees around me shed their leaves. And there they were on the ground, those dying leaves with their spectacular colours of deep green, shiny orange and warm brown. 

No one gets out of here alive. We might as well go out then with grace, with dignity and beauty, like those leaves. In order to be able and do so, it helps immensely to have lived my life truly and fully. And living my life is always ever done now.

Outro:

And here we are at one of life’s endings, the end of this podcast. Before you go – if you are interested in exploring more what it is to become more alive through your senses, check out my Sacred Sensuality Retreat, which is going to happen in February 2025. You’ll find a link in the show notes on laughingbrook.net.

My name is Laughing Brook, I am a poet, dancer, mystic, nature coach and man whisperer. 

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Thanks for listening, and – keep on flowing, bumping and jumping with the stream of life.

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