IF YOU WERE AT THE END of your life looking back, what would matter most to you? For me, it would be the moments of loving, of tender connection with others and this living world. We love so much—life, truth, beauty, awakening, love itself. This is what infuses our lives with meaning. Whether we call it compassion, kindness, or just love, it is an essential part of the path to a happy, fulfilling life and a better world.
Yet, according to a palliative care worker I know who has sat with thousands of dying people, people’s most common end-of-life regret is not having lived a life that was true to themselves, true to their own heart. Rather than opening to the joy of loving presence,
