I neither believe it nor disbelieve it because I have no knowledge or experience of it. If I said yes or no I would be giving credence to a belief, and a belief does not necessarily have anything to do with the truth, it’s just another belief, no more, no less. The answer to that question is, in my opinion, unknowable.
This might amuse you though: Only last night I dreamed I’d died and gone to heaven. Probably because I’d been to a funeral the day before, which in turn reminded me of several other good friends and family members whose funerals I’d been to in the preceding 18 months or so.
This led me, when I awoke, to ask myself what did heaven look like to me in my dream. Well of course there was plenty of chocolate to be enjoyed, and unlimited supplies of good Italian coffee too. Jimi Hendrix was there – he’s my favourite guitarist of all time – and of course my partner was there (we were both around 30 in my dream). Food played a huge part – someone told me once that I’m food obsessed, which is probably true – especially important, there was lots of cheese of all different types, and roast beef and roast potatoes (sorry if you’re a vegetarian), plentiful smoked salmon and gallons of double cream. And my favourite childhood comfort food, chicken soup with noodles and matzo balls. There was a boat, of course, because I love sailing, an 82ft. Oyster called Bare Necessities which I recently saw for sale for about £2.8 million, plenty of azure sea, a merry breeze and unbroken blue skies. There was even an Italian restaurant so I could eat my beloved pasta to my heart’s content. The temperature hovered around the 25c. mark and it never got cold and it never rained, yet there was no sign of a drought. And best of all, there was plenty of time to write and to meditate, and all my deceased friends and relatives were there.
The interesting thing about this scenario is that it’s not actually that much different from my actual life, so I understand the Gurus who say that heaven, or paradise, is right here on earth, right now. OK, I’m way beyond 30, but I still feel like I’m in my 30’s, my boat is far more modest that the one described, but it brings lots of joy and happiness and some brilliant adventures nevertheless, I can’t control the weather and there’s never enough time for writing, but when you look at it up and down, the life we have right now ain’t so bad at all, and if there’s something about it we don’t like we can change it. We have more blessings than we could count in a month of Sundays and it’s all really cool and exciting.
Just one vital difference: In heaven there were no money worries, which had the effect of removing all my anxiety. That’s what I’m working on now, back here on earth in this lifetime.
Wish me luck…
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