Short Yet Complete Life

So I distressed my past life parents when I died at the tender age of four. I’m sorry.

But let’s look at it from a different angle. They had me for four years. And I’m sure I was a beautiful and smart baby. Was it good having me as their child?

Or would they rather not have me at all if they knew they would lose me soon?

Shortly after I posted that article, I received the news that a friend of mine passed away. She was hospitalized when her health suddenly deteriorated and she chose not to be kept on tubes. She was in her early sixties.

She was the kind of person who vaguely remembered past deaths. I once talked with her about her Akashic Records, and she acknowledged she wasn’t so afraid of death. She knew it was essentially a transformational process.

Randy Pausch, author of The Last Lecture, died at age 47.

Okay, before you get too depressed and click away, let me ask you: Is longer life better life? Many people seem to think so. But I think each of these lives are complete in their own right.

If a laundry machine breaks during the warranty period, we have the right to complain. It’s supposed to last at least for that period. But life is not like that.

Am I bringing up the cliched teaching of Carpe Diem (Seize the day)? No. That phrase carry the pessimistic and destructive energy. I’d say “Cherish the day.”

If you are blessed to have a child, enjoy that gift today. Their presence in your life now is a miracle. And of course, this is not just about a child. You don’t really know if your friends, family members, casual acquaintances, or your job, house, etc. are going to be here tomorrow.

You don’t really know if you are going to be here tomorrow.

I’m going to make this post deliberately short. It’s definitely the shortest post here at Yes to Me.

Does it make this post worthless?

Why I Died At Age Four

Even when you believe in the eternity of your soul (or Higher Self), the fear of death and the impact of losing your loved ones are huge. I understand this. I read people’s soul records (Akashic Records) every day and have seen many past life deaths and reincarnations, but when I hear someone talk about actual death, there is not much I can say or do but offer my love to them.

In this post, I’d like to share one of my past life (again, the one before my Ascension soul shift) in which I died at the tender age of four. Perhaps it sheds some light about this sensitive issue about dealing with death, especially death of a young person.  (Photo by sugarmonster)  

Choosing birth setting in the cycle of reincarnation

I don’t remember exactly how I died. The point is I opted out early from that life because it wasn’t what I, as spirit, expected.

What went wrong? Was I abused and couldn’t take it any longer? Was I so ill that I chose to end life earlier than expected? Was I poor and starved, or was there a war?

Nope. On the contrary, I was born to a loving and affluent family. I was their precious only child. They wanted to shower me with all the love and care, and whatever money could buy. I think, by the time I was a four-year-old girl, they were dreaming up of my big wedding.

And that was the problem.

There was hardly any challenge.

We all choose our birth setting prior to life. Often, we dare to choose difficult situation to be born to because we believe it offers better learning opportunities for our life lessons. This is not always the case, however. Spirits honor our free will, so if we insist on being born to a certain setting, they let us do so. They may say something like, “Honey, you may not like that situation. It doesn’t align with your learning process.” but if you insist, they will let you do that. We have the right to learn by trial and error.

So evidently I chose this rich and loving family. I guess I was tired of tough life like the one that ended up with cruel persecution.

. . . and I quickly found out the advice of the counseling spirits was right. Again, this life as the only child of an affluent family was . . . boring. Perhaps the only way I could learn something in that setting was to run off with a guy from a different race and social status. But I didn’t like spending more than ten years growing up just to get to the point of potentially doing something like that. So I opted out. Sorry my mom and dad of that lifetime . . .

Is Lamborghini for everyone?

Let me explain by analogy. Do you want Lamborghini? It’s a nice sports car, isn’t it? Would you like to drive that if it was up to your choice?

Me choosing that rich family to be born to was like me choosing to drive a Lamborghini. The spirits told me I may not like it, but I insisted because it looked nice. And my friend Hunter told me it’s nice. So I wanted to try.

Now in real life at the car dealership, something would happen that would prevent me to actually buy a Lamborghini. Perhaps I’d notice it makes horrible engine noise as I test drive. Plus I’d notice I was getting unwanted attention. (I don’t like getting attention for the car I drive. I want attention to myself). So I’d walk off without buying it. Good grief.

In reincarnation, however, there is no test drive. So I dived into that experience. And quickly realized I messed up. Again, my mistake. No one did anything wrong.

The lesson

Does this mean all the children who die are choosing their own destiny to opt out? No. Does it mean it’s no good to give love and material gifts to children? No.

What I’m getting at with this story is that there may be a hidden meaning. Again, I know losing a loved one is tough. It’s essential we take good care of ourselves in such times. And, when you start feeling better, maybe you can regain the trust that things are working fine.

Here is another story I heard from a friend. Her friend gave birth to a baby who had birth defect. Doctors told her to institutionalize the baby because he wasn’t going to do anything and would die soon anyway. She was determined to take care of the baby herself and to prove them wrong.

The baby did achieve some development and surprised the doctors. Then, one winter morning, she was driving her kids to somewhere, and another car slipped and hit her car. The other car hit right to the side where that baby was seated, and he died instantly. Magically, she and her other (normal) kids didn’t get hurt at all.

After grieving, she realized that the baby caused the accident himself to leave this world. It was time for him to go — he appreciated his mother’s love and care, but he also knew he wasn’t going to be much more than he already was, and wanted to leave so that he could have another fresh start at some point of time later. The mother was sad, but she came to accept this.

I hope this article offer some help and release for those who suffer from the loss of their children and those who are perplexed with the issue of children’s deaths. If you know such person, please email them the link to this article.

4 Questions For My Readers

I usually play the role of an educator (haha) here at Yes to Me, but today, I want to switch roles.  I have some serious questions about life, this world, and myself and I’m hoping my wise readers can help me.  (Photo by Sailing)

1. Why are people afraid of death?

There seems to be a consensus that the longer a person lives, the better.  I hear people say something like, “If I’m really lucky, I’d live to 100 . . .”  And when someone dies young, whether that is 80 years old or 60 years old or 40 years old or as a minor, that is considered bad and shameful.  Or in the case of children’s death, they blame God or the doctors or something.

Like (this is just one example of many, nothing personal here), Tim Brownson commented in Zen Habits regarding the Law of Attraction, “. . .my introduction to manifesting was The 28 Laws of Attraction by Thomas Leonard that originally came out (I think) about 6 or 7 years ago. Thomas Leonard then died at the age of 48, so his manifesting ability as an expert seems questionable at best ”

But then, most older people I see don’t seem to be particularly happy. Why?  If living long life is the ultimate goal of life (or at least one of them) and everyone wants it, they are the winners, right?

I don’t get it.  I don’t mind leaving here on Earth this afternoon (except that I have several weeks worth of waiting list for my service – hope someone would refund them after I’m gone).  Not that I want to die.  Well, honestly, I’m getting a bit tired of all the mess in the world, but I still enjoy my life and I don’t mind continuing to live and do some service work in the meantime.  But I don’t think it’s a bad thing to die.  Just spare me with excessive pain and drama.  (So don’t send me paper bomb, okay?)

But maybe I’m missing something?  Can someone give me a few reasons why living long is the ultimate goal?

2. Why do people want more money than they can spend?

I do understand that we live in a monetary system and money comes handy to get the products and services I want.  That is why I have my business and charge a heck of money ^_^  (I raised my rate three times in less than a year.)  But I don’t understand wanting more money than I need.

Let’s just say I make a comfortable living with 100K a year.  And let’s also say I achieve this goal.  (Not quite there yet, and I probably don’t need this much, but hey, it’s fun to think.  And I’m not good with numbers so I don’t want to work out the real numbers.)  There are three choices I can make at this point:

1. Keep working hard and make even more money
2. Work less, enjoy life more
3. Keep working hard but in a different way, including some work that may not produce income

I’d choose either 2 or 3.  But many people seem to choose 1.  Why?

For rainy days?  Again, I do understand the benefit of having some buffers.  Life is full of ups and downs.  But really, isn’t it a bit obsessive to think the more the better?  Or are there other reasons I have not noticed?

3. Why are some people so passionately against same sex marriage and other stuffs they are not involved?

I do understand that if you are homosexual and want to get married, you are passionate about legalizing same sex marriage.  It’s your issue. I don’t necessarily think legal marriage is particularly a wonderful institution, but if you want it, you want it, and that is fine.

But if you are heterosexual, what do you care about same sex marriage?  It has nothing to do with you.  I’m straight, and I simply don’t have much to say about homosexualism.  For me, they are just people like me or anyone else.

However, I do have something to say about love and marriage in general regardless of the participants’ gender.

And that is: love is good.  If you are gay and really hate being gay, that may be an issue, like a sugar addict hating sugar cravings.  But as long as you are happy with yourself, I don’t think any form of love is “wrong”.  (Oooops, I forgot the possibilities of extremes like incest.  There are people who want to argue using the fake logic of extremes.)

Some argue same sex marriage weakens marriage.  BS.  Marriage has been weakened by people getting married for wrong reasons like for money, security, or validation, and also weakened by married people who are cheating.  Two  adults getting married for mutual love and care cannot damage the institution of marriage whatever their gender may be.

I don’t understand the whole homophobia stuff, either.  Why is it bad for a man to sxxx another man’s penis while it is fine for a woman to do the same?  And why do you care about what other people do in their privacy?  It’s not like they are dumping lead paint off the drain, contaminating our Earth.

4. What is my image or brand?

The dignified, outspoken, and secretly sensitive James Chartland (the last one is tricky.  Apparently sensitive is not the image he likes to cast on himself, so he works hard to impress his readers with his manliness.  But I bet he is sensitive)  wrote an interesting post about branding.  In that article, he points out how Frank Kern utilizes the laid-back, every man image as his brand to sell his expensive info product.

I’m intrigued.  While I think I know myself pretty well, I also know it is extremely hard to know oneself.  So will you please help me?  Describe Akemi as you know her with three (or more) words, like I did for James and write them in the comment.  You can be honest ^_^

Thank you and a big smile!

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