Honestly evaluate how much of your life you’re spending consuming information
— @gwenbell
What matters? The fire marshal asks it differently. He walks into your neighbor’s house, where you’ve set up camp. He wipes soot off his face with the back of his hand. Then he asks, “In the unlikely event you’re permitted to go back in there, what are you going to grab? Make a list.”
You realize something when you don’t know what’s left of what you own. You’re fully equipped with all that you need now, in the present moment. This very body. This very breath. You’ve got that. In a simple, refreshing way, when you’re taking stock of what’s left after catastrophe, what you really sense is how alive your body is. How each breath breathes you. In deep sadness and loss, you witness delight. You’re alive.