Stop Waiting for Heaven

I am not one to push my faith on anyone. Simply put, it’s not my style. Furthermore, I believe that we are all given a chance to have our own journey and that includes our walks (stumbles / face-splats) of faith.

However I have no reticence about sharing my belief that you do not have to wait for heaven to experience it. My halo has yet to exit the angelic assembly line nor have all those harp lessons paid off to date (probably because I never attended or signed up for any). But I know when I’m in a moment that is so surreal and spectacular that I can sense I beautiful imprint of that moment on my soul.

This can happen when I see something extremely special to me like watching my husband and children walk onto the same little island that I visited as a child and that my father visited when he was young. More often than not, it will happen in the most insignificant and unlikely of times. Being together for a low rent meal. Laughing hysterically during family game day. Being collectively thrilled at watching the raccoons squabble over peanuts outside our window at night.

It’s the smallest of the small stuff, but the magic is immeasurably great. I want to bottle up those feelings so I can access them whenever I forget. And I do forget. Constantly. By the hour kind of constantly. Probably more often than that.

But when I get out of my way and can see the beauty of the moment, I can recognize that it’s there all the time. Clearly I don’t have the full deets on what will happen once I discard this sweet meat suit o’ mine, but I sincerely believe that any version of heaven would have to incorporate these moments of tremendous wonder and feelings of boundless love.

Feel free to plan to take up permanent residence in heaven after you are gone. Just don’t forget to notice the divine perfection that is all around you while you are here, too. You don’t have to live a life of perfection to be able to find the celestial magnificence that fills every corner of our existence. I’m a prime example of utter imperfection in action yet moments of paradise reveal themselves every day nonetheless.

Notice them. Appreciate them. Allow them to remind you if the spectacular soul who you truly are. And if along the way you do happen to find a way to bottle them up, please drop me a line. We could all use a little more Heaven ready and waiting in the wings. 😇🐆

Much love to you.

Jo

5 thoughts on “Stop Waiting for Heaven

  1. I believe in heaven, Jo. I believe in angels. I believe I’ve been in the presence of one in human form. I get a lot of stick for saying that, but I don’t care. I know that when I’m done struggling on thie Earth, I will get the peace that I crave. But you’re right. It’s not all bad. There are slices of heaven right here. I’ve just had a piece when my son hugged me and when I hear the birds sing or see a flower bloom. When I hear Mahler’s Symphony No 5, it IS a heavenly experience, only on Earth. Thanks for reminding me X

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    1. I don’t doubt that there are angels among us. True angels. You know that I’ve had my own experiences that sound surreal. I don’t need anyone else to believe me, and I’m thankful for those experiences. It helps me to remember that I’m never alone even when it feels like I am. And those little moments like those you mentioned are exactly the ones that somehow manage to take my breath away. 🙂

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