By Francine Van, Guest Contributor
I live a simple life, my place has basic needs without the richness of excess, although for me, it houses so many life treasures both lived and unlived. I feel the gratitude of pure luck being born in this country, at this time in the universe, or was it all intended just as it is? Stories from other countries cannot be ignored when pushed into your face telling of despair and desperation. Neglect and terror scream for focus and I am reminded of the luxury of even considering a search for purpose. Survival is purpose for many. When we are young, this society and school pushes reform into the norm, yet individuality is what we seek as we grow. Be different is good advice. Age brings wisdom, as popularity loses importance.
I pray for the children that never know the meaning of love. Hostages for a human race that kills its own and kills our habitat sincerely keeps me in question. The possibilities and technology available, with a new generation more compassionate, gives hope our abilities can overcome. We can create a new world with balance and union. Globalization is a key requirement. Contributions to the cause are becoming visible spraying hope in new places and people. Watching societies put focus on helping “one” and saving “one” yet will turn away when hundreds of thousands are killed, raises concern. No discussion needed, we all know the answer. I will not be here to see the result in this body.
Death, in contrast forecasts change in perception. Can death be love? Our elders, including myself, express desire to exit without waiting for natural pathways to death. Life swerves and for some the road is too difficult to bear. Death appears to be the freedom from the burdens of this life, and even if not burdened, the promise of a rebirth to a better space of energy. The fear of how you will die seems more fearful than the dying itself. Our world is over populated with new threats of death. There are no saviours. We are living in a war zone; it is just not identified as a structured war. There is no exit from death. We are all on this road.
For now, find a level of contentment. When love exudes through your pores, know this vibration of contentment can be achieved as the norm. This aliveness secret can be lost in our busyness of life but was known by many of our historic teachers giving advice to live in awareness and mindfulness.
Have you loved enough?