Hell is often described to be a fiery place and so when somebody says to you burn in hell, you can just only imagine what that feels like.
But then yesterday, I thought in fact that hell can be quite a beautiful state of mind. That state of mind when you feel that you have the power to do anything you please and have anything you want. Hell could this lust for life, as if no one can stop you from seeking all of life's pleasures and be so satisified, it leaves you with wanting more.
Then you stop to rethink, is this what life has to offer?
I did some thinking after yesterday's dose of stories---overwhelming, it brought me to tears. One story is about 2 women, and seeing them in their state of pain and turmoil as if their world is crumbling. In the midst of their tears, I feel their pain, but in their eyes and faces, I see strength--strength to go on despite all odds. I see them with so much hope in my heart--and that experience is even more beautiful. Heaven on earth is this semblance of seeing life in all its colors--shades of chaos and triumph, painted on a canvass of truths, and owning all these as part of what makes you a living and breathing human being. And so I honor these two women who love their children so dearly.
Just when I thought that story was over...comes another one--
A woman fighting for her life, with her husband by her side. I would not want to be in such a state of panic and uncertainty; of being out of control and powerless before the idea of death; that fear of not knowing what else to do but to confront death in its eye. My sister did, but came out alive and breathing through her lungs.
And so I can only cry and feel life in all its beauty.
I could not even stop and thank God for what I have and not being in that state. How dare me? How dare, ME. Instead I humble myself and bow down and know that there is God.
Whew!
But then yesterday, I thought in fact that hell can be quite a beautiful state of mind. That state of mind when you feel that you have the power to do anything you please and have anything you want. Hell could this lust for life, as if no one can stop you from seeking all of life's pleasures and be so satisified, it leaves you with wanting more.
Then you stop to rethink, is this what life has to offer?
I did some thinking after yesterday's dose of stories---overwhelming, it brought me to tears. One story is about 2 women, and seeing them in their state of pain and turmoil as if their world is crumbling. In the midst of their tears, I feel their pain, but in their eyes and faces, I see strength--strength to go on despite all odds. I see them with so much hope in my heart--and that experience is even more beautiful. Heaven on earth is this semblance of seeing life in all its colors--shades of chaos and triumph, painted on a canvass of truths, and owning all these as part of what makes you a living and breathing human being. And so I honor these two women who love their children so dearly.
Just when I thought that story was over...comes another one--
A woman fighting for her life, with her husband by her side. I would not want to be in such a state of panic and uncertainty; of being out of control and powerless before the idea of death; that fear of not knowing what else to do but to confront death in its eye. My sister did, but came out alive and breathing through her lungs.
And so I can only cry and feel life in all its beauty.
I could not even stop and thank God for what I have and not being in that state. How dare me? How dare, ME. Instead I humble myself and bow down and know that there is God.
Whew!
