And indeed there’s a sense in which every moment of life is a “last time.” It arrives; you’ll never get it again—and once it’s passed, your remaining supply of moments will be one smaller than before. To treat all these moments solely as stepping-stones to some future moment is to demonstrate a level of obliviousness to our real situation that would be jaw-dropping if it weren’t for the fact that we all do it, all the time.
This is a lovely way of describing mindfulness which, to me, is an extension of the momento mori concept.
Life is uncertain. We are promised nothing. Our self-indulgent plans for the future may all come to naught. And so there is a terrible wastefulness in throwing away our present in the hopes that an uncertain pay-off will one day make it all worthwhile.
But I do it all the time. Perhaps you do, too.
Do yourself a favour and read his stuff as soon as you can.
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