At the End of the Day, What Really Matters?

If you died tonight, would the people that you love know how you feel about them? This thought came to me very early this morning. You know that space between being asleep and awake? This thought popped into my head as if it were whispered to me by a spirit guide.

So after wondering, “Am I getting ready to die?”,  I thought more about the question and started mentally taking inventory of who I needed to speak to and how I would do it without sounding morbid. I thought about making a list and leaving it to be read at my memorial service, but then it occurred to me that maybe the message was more about telling folks while I am still here physically to give them hugs. Love laugh difference

The longer I live, the more I realize that what really matters is not how much stuff you have or the shape of your body or what sort of work you do. The thing that I would look back on with regret are the words that should have been spoken, or maybe those words that were spoken in anger or hurt that you wish you could take back.

I saw a report on the news last night about a man who was a Concierge at a Cancer Clinic. He literally hugged everyone that came into the clinic, whether it be doctor, medical assistant, patient or patient’s family. He figured he doled out around 1300 hugs a day. Some of the patients who made miraculous recoveries, credited his love, caring and hugs as being part of their cure. This man looked them in the eye, sensed their fear and pain. and attempted to heal them with his love. Of course they were treated with all that modern medicine knew how to do, but some who were deemed “terminal” by the doctors, were healed without any good, scientific explanation.  The power of love is an amazing thing!

I have also been doing some personal research on the power of laughter. I am usually a pretty serious person, and for various reasons am pretty much in pain every day. One night we were watching a silly movie and I got tickled about something in it and laughed and laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks. The next morning I woke up without any noticeable pain. The only thing I did differently was that I had a laughing “fit”.

I have a friend Patrick Sterenchuck who teaches “Laughter Yoga” and just being around him makes me smile. He radiates happiness and shares his Light with anyone who comes in contact with him. I have since done some research and learned that laughter and crying are very similar responses. There is a fine line between the two and both can serve to release pent up emotions that we need to get out of our system. So those of us that were taught not to cry, could use laughter to release pain, sadness, or tension.

So after reflecting on all this, I am asking myself, “Do I make a difference in this world? Do the people around me know that I love them? What is mine to do to make the world a better place?” Changing the world can be as simple as doing an act of kindness, or giving a hug or a smile to someone who is having a bad time. Make eye contact with the person in the wheelchair or a homeless person. Let them know you see them and value them. You may never know how a small thing can turn the world around one life at a a time.





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