On the hill we viewed the silence of the valley

Our friend Jane's Mom passed away today, from this plane of existence to the next. Where exactly is that? We are promised answers, yet most ring false. That there are things, and places, and existences beyond our knowledge seems certain. Yet no one really knows what waits for us.

My Brother-in-law's dad, Edward Mansell, who passed last Saturday, is being eulogized tomorrow. He will find the same peace that Jane's mom will find.

I believe in god. Not the God of the Old Testament, who seems angry and capricious. More like the God of the New Testament, who counseled love, caring, and compassion. I think we are too young to really understand god. Nevermind that the human race has been growing and evolving for thousands of years. We can barely get along, even those "Christians" who claim to believe faithfully seem to fight and fuss over trivial matters.

Love those who matter in your life.

Hate no one.

Care for family and friends as if they really matter to you, for they do.

Treat others with the dignity, care, and respect, and value that you feel you deserve too.

Recognize that others may not follow the same dogma you do, and don't worry about it.

"Thou art God" was a phrase used by author Robert Heinlein. Mostly I think his works are libertarian/utopian messes, with a fair dose of hedonism and conceit. Yet this phrase might be spot on.

For if Thou art God, and Thou art my equal, then I am God, as are we all.

As it was in the beginning, ever shall be, world without end.

Soon, oh soon the light,
Pass within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you,
Our reason to be here.

Soon, oh soon the time,
All we move to gain will reach and calm;
Our heart is open,
Our reason to be here.

Long ago, set into rhyme.
Soon, oh soon the light,
Ours to shape for all time,
Ours the right;
The sun will lead us,
Our reason to be here.