I wanted to bring it full circle, after my post re: my uncle’s death. Yesterday, the first song I heard on my way to work was Stevie Wonder‘s “Isn’t She Lovely,” which is a beautiful song in its own right, but more poignant in light of events.
What do you believe happens when we die? I do think we’re reborn, or set free. Not in an evangelical Christian way, but just set free of the burden of our physical bodies. I don’t know how to accurately describe, I guess, but I don’t believe in heaven or hell. I don’t think that there’s a god, or God, up there racking points for or against us based on petty indiscretions like using the swears, or not going to church.
So, that’s all I’ve got to say at the moment.