Something I think about often is the spectrum on which horror and awe sit.

Over the past decade I’ve been building a life that I cherish. I’m in awe of how much beauty you can create in your life when care is taken to develop it.

On the flip side of that, now that I have a life worth living, I have something to lose. The thought of that can invoke a sense of horror.

Both awe and horror can open us up to the world.

I try to balance them both.

When my life inspires awe, I try to savour it in that moment.

When the thought of losing it inspires horror, I meditate on how much it means to me to be here. It makes me kinder in that moment.

I wish I could say I was perfectly kind all the time, but I need to remind myself to be.

It all comes down to what we already know, but need to be constantly reminded of.

We only have this moment.

Keep building for the future, but always stop to recognize what you’ve already built.