Yours is a story that began before time. Yours is a story with no end. Do not think in terms of beginnings and endings, but in terms of sheer existence … of being. Of being what? Awareness itself. Before time begins each morning in your story, the very first thing you are aware of is that you are aware. “So what?” you ask. It is this awareness that never ceases. It appears to cease for you each night as the body recharges during sleep, but you are not the body. You are the awareness behind and beyond the body. When the body ceases recharging and time no longer matters, what will you know? The same thing you know this moment and every moment that ever existed and ever will exist: I cannot die, for I AM.
Beautiful words of encouragement. Thank You 💕💕💕