The only way that I would want to live again would be to save someone that I love.

This question takes me to a place I contemplate all the time. It’s no secret that worry about the future too much, but one of the most futuristic questions I ponder and worry about is what will happen to me after I die. I never thought or cared about this until after I had my first child. My biggest (for real, BIGGEST!) fear is that I will not remember or know my kids in the after life. The thought of this life being my only time with them freaks me out. I can’t imagine ANY life without them from here on out. So I guess my answer would be to live this life again, so I can still be with my babies.

One night about a year ago I had a dream that I was timeless. I couldn’t really put my finger on the details of what was going on around me but when I woke up I knew that I had just been in several dimensions all at once and yet I was an observer looking at it all like I was floating above it in space.

I was very excited about it for days and it really made me feel at ease about the problems in my life at the time. Like they were such a tiny little part of it all. Every night after that for days I would pray to have the dream again and feel like that again, but so far I haven’t.

I think if I were to come back as anything I would want to be a seer or medium because I feel like getting people through difficulties with loss and death is so important.

I have always felt, even as a kid, that death was just a natural part of existence and I never felt ripped off or upset by people dear to me passing. I always felt like there are no accidents and that death IS best described as “passing” because the energy is passing to another phase.

I also feel like I already am what I will be in the future. The dream of timelessness really reconfirmed my belief in reincarnation. I have no doubt we go on and on and on. It just can’t be any other way to me!

[[[[ Shell ]]]]- if you want a great read on what our children are really here for, and how to deal with worrying so much, check out the Tao Te Ching, here’s a quote:

If you are always worried
about your children’s safety,
you will bind yourself,
and them,
in cords of tension.
If you try to hold them
always close to you,
you will bring yourself,
and them,
only pain.
If you release them
to live their life fully,
and face their death serenely,
your nights will be filled
with restful sleep.

Sweet Dreams!!

Wow, you asked a really hard question, Elsa!
They don’t kid about you 8th house Plutonians. I bet you would discuss this over dinner :p.

Rhonda–Thanks for the suggestion, I love, love, love to read. I promise you though, I am the most laxed mother when it comes to safety. I let them be daredevils (probably too much). I’m not that way because I don’t worry, but because my mom was (and still is) kinda overbearing in that department. I definitely remember as a kid feeling “binded by the chords of tension”. I just wanted to scream because my mom was the biggest worry wart. She wouldn’t let me do anything potentionally unsafe. I don’t worry about them so much here, as I do about being able to be their momma in the afterlife. I hope that makes sense.

I’m not sure what I’d want to be. I guess, bc most of what I want to do, I’m doing now. So I guess I’d just want to do something interesting, something that affects people (like cupcakes on a rainy day).

I’d like to come back as a singer. I love singing but my voice isnt great and i would love to belt out a song without people covering their ears.

Honestly? I’d like to be a happy, shallow bimbo who marries her high school sweetheart and is happy to just spend her time nurturing the kids and getting warm fuzzies from that.

Because let’s face it, those folks are a lot happier than I am going to be, even if I would hate a life like that. I’m awfully tired of my family wanting me to be like this and I am not. That is the antithesis of me, I’m tired of being me, so fine, let’s change it. I want it easy next time.