Hi Annie,

I'm not offended by your graphic description of what happens to our bodies, I'd say you're pretty much on target with that. I'm not convinced there's amy sort of afterlife and I'm really not at all hung up about it, this life keeps me busy enough right now, if there's something after, I'll know, when I get there. I think, as long as I keep an optimistic attitude as much as possible in the now, then, if there is an after, I'll enter it optimistically, which I think is the best I can do.

I understand what you mean, that, enjoying your story, while others suffer either means that you aren't paying attention or maybe you just don't care. I gave you the shortened version in my answer above, I wasn't sure how much explanation you'd be interested in, and, the long and short of it is that, enjoy.

Let me explain further. There was a time when i so ached for all the suffering people of this world and I still do. I could clearly hear the wailing cry coming from this planet that you mentioned. I dug down deep in my spirit and I made my best determined effort to help everyone I could, I mean, I really made an effort. I went without food and sleep at times.

Then, I realized, no matter how many I thought I was helping, the stream of more pain coming in from the people who hurt around me was stronger than I could keep up with. I realized too, that I wasnt able to heal every ill. It was then that I became aware of the power of my own limitation. I'm content now, helping where and when I can and taking time to enjoy the things that are enjoyable. Humans need this balance in order to have the energy that is required to be of any help to anyone. People need to be able to find beauty in what is around them, even though at times, it might be buried. If someone finds no joy in healing, and by being healed, then why would anyone believe the process of healing, which is sometimes a pain of it's own, is worth it?