If your younger self suddenly showed up at your front door tonight, what’s the first thing they’d look at in your life and say, “What the hell happened?” 😂
Oh, that’s easy. My younger self would take one look at me and say, “What the hell happened?”
And I’d say, “Darling, sit down. You’re going to need coffee.”
Then I’d explain that we survived several versions of ourselves, made some spectacularly questionable decisions, loved a few people we probably should have left on the shelf, became considerably more interested in consciousness and extraterrestrials than anyone anticipated, and somehow developed a sense of humor about the entire mess.
She’d stare at me.
I’d stare back.
Then I’d say, “Good news: we survived. Better news: we finally stopped trying to behave.” 😂👽
It’s meaningless as you have to return again and again x 1,000s of times.
My Near Death Experience Arts and Thoughts. By Bonnie Jennings 