11th July: My brother Tim would have been 62 had he not died four years ago. I wish he had lived to read my account of our family as scripted in my book, 'Dropping The Habit@. However I am pleased that he is no longer suffering pain and bewilderment about this life. Where is he now? Wouldn't be so comforting to believe that he is looking down from Heaven? Way down deep inside me I hope this to be true. But how do we know what happens after we die. In spite of the promises of some no one has yet come back to let us know. So is this IT? Dante Alleghieri did not think so did he?
The children's' story about the water bugs comforts me when I am sadden at death:
Some water bugs became anxious when they noticed that they all reach a stage when they feel urged to thrust themselves up above the water level - so one of them promises those remaining below the water level that after he/she has flown up into the air above he/she will return to inform them what has happened. However, having sprouted wings he/she cannot re-enter the water! Instead he/she wings around in the air experiencing greater freedom and happiness than ever before.
Does somethng similar happen to us?!
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