I've been musing on death, or rather what comes after death, or 'over the Rainbow Bridge' as some might say. Or, in other words, heaven.
It must be having done my tax return; 'nothing is certain in this life except death and taxes' as many people, most notably Benjamin Franklin have said.
Or perhaps it's all those advertisements, people 'of a certain age' encouraging each other to take out life insurance, prepay their funeral plans or 'have the conversation' in a suitably respectful and sympathetic tone of voice.
My father died right at the beginning of the year; we've been busy with organising the funeral ceremony and associated wakes and celebrations of his life for much of this year, as well as resolving his affairs. So that's another reason for my thoughts running in this direction pretty frequently.
I've also heard people say 'I hope I'll be good enough to get to heaven...'
Here are *Archdruid Eileen's thoughts on the subject of getting into heaven, titled
'At the toll-booth on the Rainbow Bridge'
(*actually a CofE Vicar, and shared with his permission)
Food for thought...
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