Musing, on the idea of "The next life", it occurred to me that things are not always as you might imagine.
Let's say, for instance, you have a fascination with whales, cetaceae in general.
You think to yourself that in the next life, should there be one, you'd love to be a marine biologist, studying them, learning their ways, their behaviours, their whalesong, which you love so much.
Life, as I say is not always as you imagine.
Perhaps, in that next life, you won't be a scientist, on a boat, dangling a microphone into the water, perhaps you'll be a whale, and what better way to study whales could there be?
It's a musing, perhaps an amusing musing, ha ha.
Don't discount your dreams.
Perhaps they're nothing more than dreams, perhaps they are a whisper of a future history yet to be written.
I walked out the back this morning and a large, grumpy, hungry crow didn't land on my head and start cawing at me, insistently.
Anything can happen, and if it doesn't happen, well, that can often be just as good a thing as if it did.
It's the same with dreams, if it doesn't happen, if they don't come to fruition, is the world a worse place for that?
And if it does happen, what a wonderful thing it is.
As long as it doesn't involve a large crow standing on your head and demanding to be fed, ha ha.
Hold onto your dreams, believe in them, they add meaning to life.
If your dream does involve a crow landing on your head, I've got one here that you can borrow, and he's very good at being grumpy, and insistent, especially in the morning, and by morning I mean any time between dawn and dusk midday, ha ha.
Crow antics aside, if you dream of one day swimming with the whales, don't be afraid of doing just that.
Because anything is possible.
🙂
