They say that just before you die, your life flashes before your eyes. What if that’s what this is?
It’s a thought experiement I’ve been considering: Suppose this experience of my life is actually a memory. In this moment I am dying, and this is my life flashing back. I cannot change anything, all I do is experience it a second time.
If that were true, and supposing one realized it, really KNEW it … it seems to me that life would be imbued with a sort of loving compassion. A fond wistfulness. More acceptance. Less resistance. And this way of experiencing it, again, would extend to all of it. Even events which were hard, I think the focus would shift and there might be gratitude—or at least, a little less suffering.
Remember, you can’t change anything. All you can do is experience. And this is IT, the last chance to see this movie. When the credits roll, you’re DONE.
What if that’s what this is?
