I was watching something on TV yesterday when an advertisement came on for a video game.  The announcer encouraged us to buy it and then immerse ourselves in the game’s online community.  A carrot was dangled before our eyes …

Be remembered forever

I don’t think so.  I’ve done many good things in this lifetime but after I die, and the people who know me die, Bruce Kerr will be gone.  Some of my writings may linger … but maybe not.  This particular mind and body will be no more.

The Anglican Church’s Book of Common Prayer says it well:

We commend unto thy hands of mercy, most merciful Father, the soul of this our brother departed, and we commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

If only “sister” and “her” were added.

In the spirit of multiple lifetimes, I hope that some version of my essence shows up on Earth again.  But who knows?

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Enough of this philosophizing.  The poet Mary Oliver reminds me of the moment:

Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

Good one, Mary