What makes something a right as opposed to a privilege?
Edited at bottom.
I’ve been thinking about the essential difference between a right and a privilege for awhile and can’t seem to pinpoint an answer. The two words arise often during election seasons, which we are between at the moment, so maybe this is a good time to talk about it without heated rhetoric.
What do you think happens after death? Do you believe in a heaven and hell? An afterlife? Ashes to ashes? Reincarnation? A combination? Or something else?
What do you think happens after a person dies?
I’m not asking for any particular reason. It’s just that I find myself wondering about stuff while driving or showering, and my next thought is: what do my friends think about this? So I’m asking.
I envision that the reunion of the soul and Source is absolutely, simply, magnificently divine, a sweet, long-awaited, and inevitable coming-back-together.
My theory is that a person’s essence (spirit, soul) returns to Source and becomes undifferentiated from the essence of All. Like a drop of water (discrete) returning to a vast ocean (continuous).
I favor the holographic idea of the drop and the ocean. The whole contains all the parts AND each part contains the whole.
So I don’t really believe in reincarnation, per se (because the person’s spirit is no longer separate/discrete). Nor in Grandma looking down on you.
In a sense, then, every body IS a reincarnation of All energies. The drop IS the ocean.
And the essence of Grandma Marshmallow really IS everywhere.
But those who love her (or orbit her) are most able to resonate with her energy, present still in so many tangible ways.
What do you think happens after a person dies?
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Lori Holden, mom of a teen son and a teen daughter, blogs from Denver. Her book, The Open-Hearted Way to Open Adoption: Helping Your Child Grow Up Whole, is available through your favorite online bookseller and makes a thoughtful anytime gift for the adoptive families in your life.
My yoga teacher Nancy offered a profound thought the other day, which originated with Ben Mandrell, pastor at Storyline Fellowship.
“The depth of your humility is equal to the height of your joy.”
Why do I find this simple phrase so meaningful? I’ve been pondering that for days. Continue reading Feeling Sorry for Narcissists
