This is the secret of flying:
When there is tremendous pressure all about you that you can do nothing but to rise above it all less be crushed underneath!
Have you ever come to a place of perfect peace where nothing, not even the very pangs of death could ever hurt you? When you reach that sacred place, you have not only come to a place of wholeness, you have also come to a place of great power! In that place where you seem to have nothing, you realize that all is yours, and you have everything!
listen
listen to the wind
to the earth
to the fire that growls
from beneath your feet
what do you hear?
what do you believe?
will there ever be another sound
another space
another melody
no there will never be another
you’ve heard it only once
and no more
maybe only once more
the one that you can hear over and over again
the one from within you
the sound that clung
to your very soul
Sometimes I wonder how God with all His love and mercy did not show us all directly, clearly and astoundingly that there is indeed an afterlife, or a heaven and hell for that matter. Why keep the veil upon his suffering people? And why reveal it to a chosen few? Does God not love us all?
Recalling however the parable of the weeds that grew with the good seed, maybe God does not want the good that would come out of it all by killing every weed that afflicts us in this life. Maybe it is enough to have left a few rays of hope that we may believe and yet not waste what good this lfe may offer us all.