[Written around 2004.]
Life is our one grand chance to contribute this world. This is our one chance to bring peace to our existences and to that of others. This is our one chance to find out the truth, and to manifest it. This is our one chance to find enlightenment and to shine at our brightest. This is our one chance to find out what it really means to live.
So many waste this chance. They disappear down the alleyways of death years before their bodies lose their heat. They cloud their minds along the same lines they were taught as children, and they recreate their ancient and forgotten traumas with all whom they come into contact. They break the psychic spines of their children, just as their own were broken.
But as long as they still breathe, and anyone still breathes, there remains hope. It is never too late to get honest. It is never to late to change your course. There is no crime too great for honest repentance, no buried trauma too great for full healing. Murderers can find heaven here on earth, and come to know and love their souls. Rapists can discover their deepest psychic truth and discover what in their history led them – that is, compelled them – to do such inhuman deeds.
We all will die. We all will leave this earth. The greatest question, however, and the one that most strongly beckons us to heal, is what shall we leave as our legacy?