We do not know if there is a next world after we have crossed over from this realm, or if we will even be eligible to enter it, and because we are uncertain of which way our loved ones will go, we can only but try to make the most of what we have been given, and what little time we have left.
I have no disillusions of how little I have come to achieving my goal, or should I say how far I still have to go in order to reach it, but mine is a journey only half travelled. I have many obstacles and mountains to hike up and valleys to cross but it’s okay. I am not disheartened because I know for sure the scenery won’t always be a dull one. The weather won’t always be gloomy so I won’t always be a morbid person.
You know what our main goal should be, to ensure that whoever we encounter along the way leaves with something they can share with the next. We too will sort out lessons we need to carry us along the way. We just need to have someone to pitch a tent with when we are in the wilderness, so we can comfort each other in the dark, and love each other in the light.
Love is light.
It is what makes the world turn on its own axis. It is infinity and it is boundless. It’s the darkness that makes us believe it has its limits because our human eyes cannot see beyond the dark edges that creep up on us when we least expect them. We have to learn to look through our third eye, our soul. Our spirits are there to guide us through the dark corners of our lives while our souls focus on the light. There is so much peace in the light.
So I guess if there is one lesson I have learnt in my weary life so far, it is that in whatever microcosms we find ourselves existing in, we must always make sure they are well lit with millions of stars. Those stars are the people we allow to enter our little lives. Stars fall and we too lose people in our lives, but their energies will reside in us for infinity until our lights too whither and like a candle blown out by a slight breeze, ebb away and die.
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