I'd like to think that I'm consciously preparing to die, for it seems an easier task than preparing myself to accept the death of the ones I love. Then again, I'm probably just learning to live.
It would be ludicrous to consider death an easy task. Life isn't so why should death be? However hard and challenging, LIFE is beautiful when you're not depressed, when you discover your inner god to make those tough choices, when you step out of the darkness into light. When you become whole. Then DEATH should be beautiful too, right?
Tantra is the teacher; grandmother Ayahuasca, the guide. My soul open and receptive to LOVE.
No bullshit here. I'm not enlightened but confident.
All things must start somewhere, somehow. Becoming aware of the present as we learn through the challenges of life.
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