I had to laugh… five minutes after I posted my last post, I went out to the letter box and got the local paper, and THIS was the front cover:
I had been tossing up between using the photo of the cherries and a photo of a baby, on the last post, and settled on the cherries. I got my baby anyway! Isn’t he gorgeous!
This post is inspired by a comment left on an earlier one. Thanks SO much to everyone who has left a comment—it makes a huge difference to me.
The thought expressed was… what about having sex and making babies and population growth and there being enough room on the planet for everyone, if no-one dies? …to paraphrase.
My take on it is that our thinking there’s not enough room for everyone boils down to our beliefs in limitations. We can cultivate the mindset that there is enough love, money, food and room for everyone, whether we are thinking globally or closer to home. Who knows what might happen if we all did that!
I was starting to worry I would not be able to think of anything to put in my next “Moments” installment… now THAT’S not exactly “living in the present moment”, is it?! (he he)
So I did some homework and…
When I really allow myself to just exist in the present moment—whether I am doing something or doing nothing—a feeling of ecstasy wells up inside me.
photo by kwanie
I was thinking I’d put reasons for deciding to live forever into a list, so here are ten of them…
1. Because it brings you into present time more—if you know there’s lots of time, you are more relaxed about what to do right now.
I thought I’d write a series of posts about my efforts to live in the present moment.
This is inspired by the fact I have a sore foot, and am starting to worry it will never get better. It has been really sore for about four months now, and apart from the intolerable agony (no, its not really that bad!), it has meant I can’t walk much, and I REALLY need the exercise.
photo by TheeErin
I want to do a post that clarifies my philosophy about living forever, so here goes…
By “living forever” I mean living indefinitely in our physical body—no death, no funeral. I’m not talking about living on after physical death in some sort of after-life form.
I have always thought our true identity, whatever we want to call it (spirit, soul, etc), continues on forever… whether or not we are in physical form. I know not everyone comes from that perspective—it’s just what I have always thought since I was young.
It’s Easter Sunday and it’s a beautiful autumn morning here in Melbourne. We have had a really hot, humid summer so it’s really refreshing to feel the cool crisp autumn air. Only a week ago we were sweltering with 4 days in a row of 38 to 40 degrees, which broke the March records. Continue reading
It’s Easter Saturday today. I thought it would be good to write a post on Good Friday, on the topic of living forever, but we were otherwise occupied. We were helping do the sound at a Weekend Warriors fund-raising event for the children’s hospital in Melbourne. The photo above is from a similar event a few years ago (that’s my Frankie singin’).
I think we can live forever if we want to.