The important things in life

When we are healthy, we seldom think about what it feels like to be sick. But when we are really and truly sick, all we can think about is being healthy again.

No matter how much wealth we manage to accumulate in this world, it is virtually useless without good health. This is tied closely to the knowledge of our own mortality. Deep down, we all know that we only have a handful of decades on Earth and then it's over.

In light of that, what becomes important then? That is indeed an interesting question. What is important cannot be money, because we can't take it with us when we die. What is important can't be our possessions because, once again, they are not going with us. Having money and possessions is very temporary. Those things cease to matter to us when we die.

Some turn to their relationships when they realize this. They feel that family and friends must be the most important thing then. Yet, we will lose contact with family and friends when we pass away too.

Some people die and then come back. They call this the near-death experience. Many of those people talk about what they saw in the state of death. They also talk about how they feel which is almost universally wonderful. There are a few that report going to a very bad place, but the majority feel good. They are free from the pain and suffering of their mortal bodies.

In the near-death experience, many talk about the life review process, where they see their entire lives displayed before them. The good things they do and the bad are right there. In addition they see how their actions and words affected others too. Apparently it can be quite painful to recognize how much we hurt others and caused others pain.

They also get to see the good things they did. I remember one woman who went through the life review process said that the most significant act in her entire life occurred when she was a little girl. She said that the most important action out of her entire life was holding a little flower in her hand and giving it unconditional love. That was it, out of her entire life that was deemed the most significant thing she ever did.

In light of that, we can conclude that what is important is not who we were but how well we treated others in this life. Therefore, when we contemplate our lives and set our goals, maybe it would be a good idea if we thought about others first.

Life is not temporary, but life on Earth is temporary. How are we going to face all those people who are watching what we do, when it is all over? Hopefully, we will have done things that we can be joyous about.

Flowers As A Metaphor For Life

My dear old mom did not let anyone buy her flowers. She says she can not bear to see die.


Which is probably a bit like saying you will not be the owner of a puppy because she did not want to see him grow old, or read a book because I can not bear to finish, or better yet, eat chocolate because then it's gone and all I had left to remind you of the wonderful experience is the foil wrapper.


If you believe in the divine creator or the Big Bang theory, there is something to be said for whoever (or whatever! ") Flowers created.


I ask. . . is not impressed by the beauty of a rose in spring, fresh with dew, or the new call of a buttercup yellow, or the festival of colors in a bunch of gerberas (flowers beautiful, horrible name!)


We have come to associate the germination and emergence of a flower with life itself. We speak of children "in bloom", the "pink glow red for a pregnant woman or" happy as a rosebud in June. " At the end of his short life but most impressive, flowers return to the ground from whence they came, in large part the same way as humans do. Well, most of us.


The flowers have a special language all their own. Of course, the big one is pink, the traditional symbol of love. But do not be fooled into thinking a bouquet of flowers from your partner is a sign of his undying affection.


According to the Victorians, who first assigned a special language of flowers, giving Candytuft mean indifference, and Cyclamen represents bye, while the poor old Orange Lily means disappointment and dissatisfaction.


Pity the poor man who has a beautifully wrapped bouquet of flowers to your beloved. The flowery language of love that is trying to send you need a translation!