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Now when I lay me down to die,
give no pity, feel no sorrow.
There is no need for one to cry
‘cause I won’t be here tomorrow.
I’ve lived life for a long, long time,
learning to do what’s good and right.
I’ve made me mark, written me rhyme,
I'm set to take that final flight.
I’ve touched the hem of death before,
by heart attack I ceased to be.
I’ve seen another distant shore,
through me face-to-face NDE¹.
The spirit world is golden light,
filled with care, compassionate love.
Its total blessing hugs you tight,
leaving no doubt you’re part thereof.
The Park² has opulent green grass,
dotted with brilliant rainbow flowers,
tables, and chairs like polished brass
a place to couch for endless hours.
Deep blue water flows in small stream,
ponds with fountains create a breeze.
Around The Park’s utmost extreme,
are dwellings built for all to please.
Crystal buildings house libraries,
for the pursuit of all knowledge.
Rooms of learned commentaries,
more than any earthly college.
A Hall of Records³ contains the past,
the deeds of all souls ever been,
for us to know, from first to last,
a worthy work kept safe therein.
Museums, mansions, field for games,
schools for keeping me reverent.
"Like earth it seems to be the same,
yet it is very different¹¹.”
I could be someone's spirit guide²²,
to help them navigate their life.
I might play watcher³³ on the side,
helping the gifted with their strife.
Many, many roles to choose from,
much work of love to carry through.
I could pose an effort outcome,
and then relax, let love accrue.
Everywhere light, the source of love,
permeating bright through and through.
Bringing compassion from above,
love and caring for me and you.
Naught to serve, everywhere to serve,
naught to learn, everything to learn,
freedom of choice that all deserve,
the greatest gift of life to earn.
So when I lay me down to die,
grieve for thyself, I will not roam,
we shall meet again, in the bye,
not to worry, I’m going home.
Lekatt
¹Near Death Experience.
²Mentioned in multiple NDEs.
³Akashic Records.
¹¹Emmanuel Quote
²²Each person in the physical has
a spirit guide helper.
³³Watchers look for the gifted
and help them.
The near death experience information
in this poem taken from my experience
as well as hundreds of other NDEs.
© 2019, Lekatt. All rights reserved.
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space.. We’ve done larger things, but not better things. We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
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httpvhd://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40TqsTsGrzo
Holding grudges burdens your soul. Releasing them through forgiveness frees your soul.
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Could you forgive a person who murdered your spouse? There is a program being used in some prisons called a Restorative Justice Program that attempts to bring murderer, and family of the murdered together in forgiveness. The family forgives the murderer and the murderer acknowledges the wrongness of their action. It is a most holy place where forgiveness is given and wrong doings are acknowledged. Great love is shown and experienced with both participants gaining from the experience. An earlier post lists some details.
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