Heaven is Real
Is It Here On Earth?
It would be an understatement to say that I am not a perfect person. At times I can be mean, judgmental, and manipulative. No one who’s breathing air is perfect. My imperfections are my own. My life is a series of moments for growth and learning with the hopes that, when I breathe my last breath, I will have become enlightened, and will have accomplished all that my soul has set out to do.
When I was a little girl, every Sunday I would enter church with one thought, “I’ve been bad and it’s a toss-up whether or not I’ll make it into Heaven.” Over the years, this is still a notion but I have more peace of mind since I know what heaven feels like. So far, I have had a life worth living. I am lucky enough to have had found bits and pieces of Heaven here on Earth:
Waking up with my cat Jack in my arms, his fuzzy face under my chin.
I feel luckiest when around my nieces. Their laughter is what Heaven sounds like.
A hug from a friend I haven’t seen in awhile.
My parents’ endless love for my sibs and me.
The smells of freshly cut grass and honeysuckle in the breeze.
Memories of playing with my sibs until the sun went down in the Summer months. Eating fresh tomatoes from my Grandmother’s garden.
The feeling I get when I realize I’m not alone.
A first kiss.
The middle of a good book.
When love is returned to me.
The feeling that you can never be too close to that someone special.
It’s these collective flashes of time that equal my heaven. I can relive them in my mind at any give time. It’s these moments I know Heaven does exist. If at the very least, Heaven is here on Earth.
What are you grateful for? Do you give thanks for all that you have, no matter the amount? If there is anything I want to accomplish in this life, it is to be able to say that I was thankful and lucky everyday.
This past weekend I watched the movie The Tree of Life. "The film chronicles the origins and meaning of life by way of a middle-aged man's childhood memories of his family living in 1950s Texas, interspersed with imagery of the origins of the universe and the inception of life on Earth." -Wikipedia For me, it was a powerful piece because there was a portion of the film that dealt with the death of a child. I have known a few mothers and fathers, including my own, who have lost a child. I find myself, on a daily basis, being grateful for my parents’ overcoming so much. My mother is a miracle herself. She was never supposed to walk, but she did. She was told she couldn’t have children, but she birthed seven babes. She was diagnosed with Sarcoidosis and had scores of tumors in each lung. An eventual death sentence for most, but there is a great living force within my Mother. She’s not a survivor, she’s a thriver!
Langston Hughes said, “Life is for the living…” It is my humble belief that Heaven is not just for the good, it’s for those who believe in “good.” My wish for you is to find a good moment in everyday, no matter its significance.
This coming week, I am going to do a Yoga Post Series. Yoga, for some on this island, is a necessity like water or air. I would like to honor that, to inspire others to try yoga for the first time, and to motivate myself to pick up the practice once more. Please join me in this series. Please share with those that are new to yoga, or apprehensive about trying something new. If you have never participated in yoga, please keep an open mind.
Stay Well Nantucket!
[For those who would enjoy a reading assignment, read Heaven is For Real. It’s a moving book about a little boy’s true encounter with Heaven]