Nature abhors waste, and the spirit or soul is beautiful and special. I equate death to transitions that waste nothing worth keeping, much as a drop of water can become a part of vapor, snow, steam, a cloud, sleet, hail, a river, or a mighty ocean. Each has substance, beauty, value, and power in its many forms and connections. It’s inconceivable to me that the human spirit/soul (and likely those of other creatures) would be valued as less worthy of great transitions than a drop of water.
With Love,
Russ
Do you think that your last day here on Earth is pre-determined?
Or do you think it’s a matter of circumstances?
Would you want to pre-know your death date (or not) if you could?
I know I may be opening up a big discussion here, but it’s a topic that has come to my attention recently through a few conversations with friends and I thought I’d ask you too. (To my knowledge, there are no imminent deaths coming to my family/friends, so it’s just a question.)
But honestly, I think it’s a sad, but important topic to cover, to share our thoughts and to expand our thinking from others’ experiences. Life is fragile and as my blog states, we only have the present moment for sure. Not that I don’t plan for the future, but nobody knows for sure what’s on the horizon. I’m not being morbid here honestly. …
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