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Life Goes on Forever

Posted
March 5, 2012,
by
Claire Montanaro
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When something comes to an end it is, of course, just a beginning for, while every thing one day will be destroyed - a planet, a body, a lettuce or a mountain - nothing ceases for life is eternal. So it is that the lettuce becomes life-giving compost or its seeds regenerate, the debris of a spent star is the nucleus for another cosmic creation, and the human body, its purpose fulfilled, merges with the land or the sea, a part of the great, divine whole. Meanwhile, the spirit in all that was, lives on, strengthened by the experience however transitory it may have been. And so, as you approach the final days of this latest phase of achievement, honour its memory. Where the remembering is sad for loss and grief, know that in time the memory of the cycle will be of quiet gratitude for the experience, for all you choose to undergo is for your benefit and far beyond the much-loved being that you are. Even now, if you can, see and feel the loving hand of God upon you, your greatest guardian and protector leading you towards the door of this ending in the knowledge that a new beginning lies beyond. Every second in your life, something changes, ends or begins anew. Make the most of every second and make the most of life, in the certainty of the greatest truth of all, that life goes on forever.]]>

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I am a spiritual teacher, channel and writer with a special interest in esoteric philosophy and the world in transition, who loves nature and wildlife.  My aim is to help your human and soul journey through spiritual wisdom, spiritual connection and the raising of consciousness.

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