Yesterday Isabelle and I talked about the trials of life, the thrills of life and the slow creeping towards future death.  We met.

Later I wrote to her, words that I had never uttered before: “Thank you for being at my side as I’m dying.”

My friend Lydia has estimated my age when I die – 104.  So in 2053.  I have lots of time to learn new songs.

I wonder what’s beyond.  I imagine you do as well.  Multiple lifetimes?  My dear wife Jody had a deep experience of her past lives.  She told me that we were once farmers in Germany.  We worked so hard to survive.

In another lifetime, Jody said I was a sailor on a freight ship, sometimes gone for weeks.  Our home on the coast had a “widow’s walk” on the roof:

I never came home from sea …

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Living in the mystery

So many mysteries

Not knowing what was … and what will be