Going Into the Light
My good friend died this morning. We knew it was coming, of course. We arrived at his home only last night. I didn’t feel bad for him. I believe that he was finally released from a now-useless body and probably feels great. I’m glad that today he can be with us without a struggle. I’m not religious, but I’m a firm believe in life after death – or maybe I should say that I believe that life and consciousness transcend any physical presence. That belief helps me immeasurably.r