In the end, it doesn't even matter

Nothing brings us closer to our purpose than a contemplation of death, or perhaps a real brush with death - a near miss. It's only when we recognise the quintessential nature of human life, that we get the courage to follow our heart without petty fears of acceptance or reputation - for we know these risks are nothing compared to the risk of having to leave earth with regrets of not having lived to our full potential.

Death doesn't have to be a fear inducing thought, it can rather be a deep though dark source of calmness. We are spared from the torments of petty anxieties when we accept that we are probably just minutes away from being struck by death,  that nothing is permanent, and that all the petty worries we are carrying the load of - in the end they won't even matter.