Took me a while guys, to sit down and do this. Sorry, and I’m still
wondering what I will blog about. This blogging thing……
But I’m going to try - to blog that is.
I’ll start by introducing you to a wonderful question one of my
readers sent me recently. (Or did she really read the book?) She said:
And what is your view on the buisness of dying? You seem to know a lot
about the business of living, but what about dying? What do you know
about that?
So (thinking there’s nothing wrong with a bit of humor)- here are some
of my thoughts I shared with her: I told her we are all experts at
this and that we need no experience, coz its gonna happen whether you
like it or not.
But living is different: You need to know some Rules -
otherwise you get to warm the bench while the others score goals and win.
Living requires a lot of practice and you need to know how to focus,
but with dying….You don’t need any practice, no-one gets its wrong.
You can sort of do it with your eyes closed (seriously)And it is full
proof - which means you cannot fail. Which is why I wrote a book on
living, not dying. There are no rules for dying - the only one is that
you should have played the game fully while you were still on this
side. That helps to make the transition peaceful, you know? You’re not
so hard on yourself, if you catch my drift.
Once you’re fully immerged, you’ll find out you know how to do this -
no problem. Its a bit like giving birth - there’s no way out. You
can’t decide halfway through you don’t want to play anymore.(Right
ladies? But I confess - not that I didn’t seriously resent the lack of
that option while I was going through it.)
And I told her to relax, no-one gets alive out of this life anyway
(not my original thought) And so on…and to ease up on the anxiety
around something that is as natural as beign born.
I wondered what kind of response I’d get from sending her that. But
she surprised me and came back with another question:
Is your book a map that will lead me to heaven? she asked.
Huh? I was taken aback. She read through 214 pages of Sam discovering
himself and who he really is, which means she must have read Chapter
13: Footprints, fingerprints and clues. And then I get a question like
that? Man, I was floored!
My answer was short and sweet. Although she might not have agreed:
“Hell no.”
Posted by: — epretorius
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