Just the way it is.  What if this was one of the BEST ideas possible–human life–as a way to spend our time.  Spirits hanging around in perfect dimentional nothingness and we get the chance to be solid creatures, with a beginning middle and end on the most beautiful planet in the universe.

And then we get here and have to work through the monkey mind comparison (human vs. spirit) duality night and day shit–to remind ourselves that this really was a terrific idea.
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i set myself on the plane of existence that cherishes every breath, that hears the rain on the porch and marvels that the miracle of water falls from the sky, that the tulips I bought in November are perfectly formed.  That the cat in my friend’s family is off to another place with brothers and sisters who welcome him there, and I share the very human sadness–cherish the tears like rain on the porch.

My spirit roams the universe, and my heart is here on earth.  I keep my ears and whole body open to the sounds of pure goodness in being.