Although I was not raised in a religion that believes in reincarnation, it seems like a reasonable possibility, especially when mixed with the idea of karma, which, one would hope, would bring ultimately justice to the world. At the same time, the idea of having to come back again and again is terrifying to me.
I’ve had a remarkable life, a good life, a hard life. I am finally at peace now, able to live each day to its fullest. Yet there were times when this was not so.
As I look at the wars, destruction of our Earth, the greed, hunger for power, drugs, increasing crime and brutality, I hope there is no such thing as reincarnation that I must come back to this world gone mad.
Still, I have hope, for there are many good people working for change, for peace. I also have an innate belief in the power of love, the existence of a Power greater than all.
I also believe we must each do our part…surely seven billion people focused on making the world a better place can change the destruction all around us. Let it begin with me…then you! Amen to that, Dear Ones.