There is a poem at the end of Minecraft. A poem for those who have finished the game. Who have taken on all the challenges, the discovery, the failures, and the trying again. The poem is special, it reaches deep into your soul beyond what one would expect from a simple game. You find that there is more intent behind the playing of the game and its creation that you first thought.
This evokes feelings and reflections of the end of things, an important and strange time that we only reach when it occurs and not before. The end is a special time, it comes with peace and clarity. The end often reflects who the person who reaches the end became on their journey. Yet the end also evokes a beginning. That what was has not passed and now what will be becomes what is. We face many ends in our life, some as small as the end of a day, others as big as the end of a school or job. Yet ends lead to beginnings. It is okay to end, if a little scary, but there is more beyond the end. When a book is at its last page and says “the end,” the reader puts the book down, breathes a sigh, and then moves on to a new beginning. Let not endings cause you fear or anxiety, they bring rebirth and new beginnings.
