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We are so caught up in our own brief stories that we think we are the measure of things. The Earth has a story of her own, immeasurably longer and deeper than any of ours, or even our collective story as a species. We come and go and Earth abides. But like us creatures, the planet changes continually, ever becoming and unbecoming. For every birth there is a death, every building up eventually subsides into collapse, every rising brings on a fall. Night and day, winter and summer, sorrow and joy, there can never be one without the other. Life truly does hang in the balance. We are always dancing in the dragon's mouth, oblivious to every thing but our one precious terrible or glorious moment. Whenever and wherever you can, as much as you are able, rejoice in it and give thanks that you are here. Henry's books .

Some say death...


Some say death is the end, the inescapable finality, the door to oblivion. If it is a door, the closer I come to it in this last chapter of my life, the more certain I am that I see some light filtering through around the edges.

I am well convinced by this stage of my journey that death is not the door to big nothing, but the entrance into a larger life too grand and intense and beautiful for us to survive in our present condition. Death is not an end, but the Change that makes us fit for real Aliveness. On the other side, we will be found in our true selves, and we will be whole at last.

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  1. Here is something I wrote for a post to the blog:
    "Thanks to Blake the image I have of Eternity is that it is not bound by sequential processing. Past, present and future are flexible. The whole can be experienced either simultaneously or distinctly. Whenever in our ordinary temporal life, we have the experience of being caught up in a moment of clarity of vision, or a realization of the connection of all things, the barrier between Time and Eternity has been breached. "

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    1. Perhaps, Ellie, the only barrier is our limitd, self-bound perception.

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  2. Henry I don’t comment that often but I never miss your posts. They are the last thing I read before I go to sleep, ensuring that I fall off with thoughtful, provocative and kind thoughts stirring around in my head. (-: thank you Henry.

    Marianne Kinane

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    1. Thank you, Marianne. I'm grateful it resonates. Readers like you are the whole reason for this blog.

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