Learning To Truly Live During Lent
The Tempest, was the last of Shakespeare's plays written entirely by the Bard himself. Toward the end of the play, the retiring magician Prospero speaks directly to audience in what is widely believed to be Shakespeare's own farewell address: Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. (The Tempest, 4.1) As we step into the season of Lent today, we are reminded on this Ash Wednesday that we "are dust, and to dust we shall return." The reminder that death is an integral part of ...