One asked
the other:
"Do
you believe in life after delivery?"
The other
replies,
"Why,
of course,
there has
to be something after delivery.
Maybe we
are here to prepare ourselves
for what
we will be later.
"Nonsense,"
says the other.
"There
is no life after delivery.
What would
that life be?"
"I
don't know, but there will be more
light
than here. Maybe we will walk
with our
legs and eat from our mouths."
The other
said.
"This
is absurd! Walking is impossible.
and eat
with our mouths? Ridiculous.
The
umbilical cord supplies nutrition.
Life after
delivery is to be excluded.
The
umbilical cord is too short."
"I
think there is something
and maybe it's different
than it is here." the other replies,
and maybe it's different
than it is here." the other replies,
"No
one has ever come back from there.
Delivery
is the end of life, and in the after-delivery
it is
nothing but darkness and anxiety
and it
takes us nowhere."
"Well,
I don't know," says the other,
"but
certainly we will see mother
and she
will take care of us."
"Mother??"
You believe in mother?
Where is
she now? "
She is all
around us.
It is in
her that we live.
Without
her there would not be this world."
"I
don't see her, so it's only logical
that she
doesn't exist."
To which
the other replied,
"Sometimes
when you're in silence
you can
hear her, you can perceive her.
I believe
there is a reality after delivery
and we are
here to prepare
ourselves
for that reality...."
An e-mail sent from a 78 year old nun.
An e-mail sent from a 78 year old nun.
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