Thursday, December 15, 2011

I am not afraid of death. I just don't want to be there when it happens. - Woody Allen

There comes a time in life when we all face our own mortality head on.

Of course, I’m not telling you anything you don’t know. It might come right after the headache that lasted too long to not be a brain tumor, the chest pain that had to be a heart attack, the brain freeze on your best friend’s name that was certainly a stroke.

Okay … just because you found out it was a sinus problem, indigestion and old age doesn’t make it any easier to accept.

You are going to die one day.

Don’t think about it.

That’s what “they” say. If you think too much about it you’ll just get more and more depressed. Refocus your thoughts on more positive things like … like … hmmmm … rainbows and lollipops? Appreciating nature and smelling the roses … at least ... while you still can!

Religion works for many.

Death is not the end. It is the beginning of a heavenly experience free of earthly needs and wants. So don’t be afraid. Your body might be gone … but your spirit lives forever. I don’t know about you, but although I’m not exactly crazy about my body … I think I might miss it at least a little when it’s not there.

Rebirth might be an answer.

You might “come back” in another body. I’ve been told that I was an old soul … I have been reborn about 150 times. This was told to me by a palm reader in New Orleans. No reason for me not to believe it … I was pretty tired that day so that kinda made sense.

Don't watch any Woody Allen movies.

(I did yesterday ... can you tell?)

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