Wednesday, October 21, 2026
What could be more than a living entity? One could say that in many ways all things are living, even so-called inanimate objects. But something that moves, breathes, and has life of its own can’t be measured.
My dog stinks. She sheds. She soils things and she has a host of “problems.” But as I sit here, on this cool October day, she’s alive. Could there be anything more precious?
If only we could value our own aliveness, not necessarily “our lives.” If you put objects, stuff to do, and your so-called important life first; Real Living needs a word with you.
Living itself is a matter of an entirely different ilk. We must pause occasionally and marvel at the living presence that surrounds us and breathes our lungs and sees through our eyes! Our “lives” are not punch lists or bucket lists. They are not grocery lists and tasks. How could they be? Those images don’t live!
You live! You are a running stream “on the air.” That’s very different from a recording or a story, isn’t it? Remember how warm it is to be next to a living thing. How special it is to be touched by a living presence and be a living entity. How priceless!
How we forget what’s precious. Living for living’s sake.