Perhaps heaven is only a state of mind – after all, our bodies stay here. Or maybe we’re ‘reassembled’ in our next incarnation? Heaven could be another place, one containing all that we loved here but how would that work? Some people I know (including me) would have to live in several heavens at once… When I think the word heaven, I am usually out of doors somewhere, surrounded by trees and sunlight, birdsong and playful breezes, or the ocean might be whispering to the shore, or I might be in the midst of a flower-filled meadow. (Never are there any bugs!) Other times, I imagine me in the place I love best (my childhood home), but not confined to that. I also imagine me in the best of health, and with all my faculties operating at maximum. When that tires me out, I imagine myself as just being, not doing.
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