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Maren and her Crown Graphic Sept 2016

If there is a heaven, I’d imagine it calm, almost evening. Limitless sands and waters, and the cleanest air you’ll ever breathe. Barefoot, the ground cool and soft. Water, unchangingly perfect swimming temperature. I’d imagine it with those who made a past life so meaningful, and in many times so bearable. I’d imagine that perhaps you don’t talk, because it’s all been understood. That holiness was the strength you gained and the scars you earned while dwelling the earth. It was the love you found and multiplied infinitely. I wonder if we meet and silently acknowledge how foolish we were, how ignorant and cruel humanity can be. How we were all the same, after all. That all roads led to Rome as they say, and that love and compassion and the fruits of such were the truest of worthy pursuits. Perhaps we find heaven in the mortal present should we strive to seek it. As a child I remember occasionally going to catholic mass with grandparents. The priest in a low and level voice saying, “peace be with you”. The congregation in unison replying, “and also with you”. And so to all of you, no matter your spiritual paths and journeys ahead, i’d like to say that and some more. Peace be with you. Strength be with you. Courage be with you. Most of all, love be with you.