Joy-Full

Have you ever stopped to think about what this life has to offer? Have you ever thought jeez when I’m gone, I won’t be able to do this?

Usually, we think of death as the end of our human suffering, some people believe there’s nothing, some believe in eternal life and others believe in reincarnation. Despite what you believe do you look at death as the escape? As a peaceful end to a hard life? The light at the end of the tunnel?

Let’s run a scenario. You have died and have reached the light at the end of the tunnel. All your problems have disappeared. You are now an all-knowing, peaceful and whole being.

You are now nothing and everything, abandoning up or down, right or wrong. Here there is nothing and everything all at once, the absolute. Stripping away the humanness, you are now an infinite being, or, if you believe in nothing, you are now nothing.

Now what? You can no longer experience the beauty of a new day, the sunrise, the birds greeting you with their song. You can no longer experience a baby’s first laugh, the first sip of coffee in the morning or ice cream on a hot sunny day, sand in your toes, air after a fresh rain. The beauty of the sun glistening on the snow.

The many simple joys in life that often go unnoticed. Allow your days to fill with the awareness of these little miracles, a gift to you every day just by being human. The gift of your favourite song coming on the radio, a treasured loved one calling, or hell when your favourite food goes on sale at the grocery store.

Sure, being human is tough. We spend our days navigating egos, emotions not to mention those annoying people we know, however, isn’t this beautiful as well? The gift of being able to express ourselves and who we are?

Life allows you to feel joy. You can know joy because you know what isn't. Sit with your joy. Sit with the simple fact that we only get this one experience. We get one chance to do it this way. So, I ask you, Which way are you going to do this life?

Are you going to embrace the gift of life as the miracle it is? Or will you float through the tunnel waiting for the day you escape?

Upon my death, I could be nothing. Learning my beliefs regarding life was a farce and entirely wrong, or they could be true as I move on to what I believe to be.

I tell you one thing, I’ve seen more beauty, more love than I ever imagined. So much so, if I left, and it was all a farce, I’d still leave this magnificent place overjoyed, stop and look at her, she’s beautiful.

She is the greatest gift.