That the silent presence of your death

Would call your life to attention,

Wake you up to how scarce your time is

And to the urgency to become free

And equal to the call of your destiny.

That you would gather yourself

And decide carefully

How you can live

The life you would love

To look back on

From your deathbed.

John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings