In continuing the series of disclosing my beliefs, we come to the subject of illness and disease. Much has been written in metaphysical circles on this and other details of the human condition. I remind the reader that the cycle of humanity is a long game, encompassing many lifetimes on this earth. Afflictions in one lifetime can spill over into the next.
My beliefs hold that we are eternal souls having a human experience that we had a hand in choosing. Now we tackle the seeming conundrum of suffering. If we look at our existence as finite and short, as many do, having a difficult life would be meaningless.
I believe we are eternal living souls. We all are aspects of God, the Source of All Things. As these different facets of the Sacred Whole, we live lives of various perspectives on this planet called Earth.
Once upon a time, there was a land far away where an evil virus scourged the populous. In this land was a lady, not quite old but not quite young. She lived with a handsome warrior who thought himself old but had the strength of a champion.
There are experts that do not promote its usage & feel more research needs to be done before giving the okay versus those with real-life clinical experience along with local studies of the drug. I had done some homework previously and indicated to my friends that if I were to become ill with Covid-19, I would consider this medication as a viable option.
Humanity has been trained in our modern times. We have to watch out for the other guy so we won't get a bad review on our business or product. We don't want to hurt someone unintentionally, or (heaven forbid) we get sued and taken to court. We have made it easy to be blamed for things that may or may not be within our control.
Humans do not change anything voluntarily. We need an incentive. Our world, pre-Covid 19, was going off the rails.
As a family, we have lived very full lives. Traveling with the Army calling the shots was all we knew and thought everyone else lived this way as well. Though the places we lived and the people we met over the years were incredible, it is the everyday things that are sustaining for us
A linen envelope hastily opened, lies on the desk franked with foreign stamps. The worn edges and a smeared address graced its expensive vellum from the many hands it passed through on its journey to her door. The tale it imparts if we would but observe its condition.
It's been over three months since my last post on this blog. Ironically the previous story- When Bad Things Happen- proved prescient for my life as the days turned into months. Here we are in 2019. This will be a year of change for many of us and some things we are not going to … Continue reading My 116 Day Hiatus