It's clear to me that death is part of the bargain for all of us. This life is precious because it is fleeting. I do find myself completely uncertain about whether any part of our consciousness goes on. I'd like proof if possible. But I wonder if it matters. People who have died may or may not exist in the future, but they most certainly exist in the past, and the past exists in the present. To exist in someone's heart is to exist. Existence in dreams and imagination is existence. Matter and energy continue. For now, I'll just treasure the days of this life. Someday, if I keep my wits, I'll know what's next.
The painting is a depiction of my kitchen. I love to paint out in nature, but I think painting the landscapes of my interior could be nearly as nice. And I could do it in my pajamas.
Barbara, what a thought-provoking post. I love your thoughts and way of putting them into words. I also really like this painting!
ReplyDeleteI think we have a similar stove and colored walls. I also think you may be me
ReplyDeleteI too believe in God.
ReplyDeletevery thought provoking post. Like your kitchen too!
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ReplyDeleteBarbara, love your in-scape, as an instructor I once had, called these kinds of paintings. I think your musings are a kind of inscape, too - where you have depicted what is in your heart. Lovely thoughts and painting.
ReplyDeleteI love your post - i believe much the same way - I am not religious, if anything believe with more a metaphysical bent. Love the painting of your kitchen. A lot!
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