I used to work in a small arboretum/research area during college.
Occasionally, during my lunch break, I would take my lunch over to the hospital and "people watch.” While it’s been years since I’ve ventured inside a hospital, I’ve always been intrigued by the kaleidoscope of energy that swirls around them—love, trust, hope...loss—quite the brew for psychological & behavioral study.
One of these times, I overheard a younger man ask an older man, who knew that he was nearing "death," if he had any regrets. The older man answered, "yes, I regret living a life full of tragedies—most of which never happened."
I sat for much longer than my allotted lunchtime absorbing and processing these words. They had a profound effect on me that day and, many years later, still periodically surface in my mind.
"Don’t move the way fear makes you move.
Move the way love makes you move.
Move the way joy makes you move."