All discipline seems painful rather than pleasant.
But later  it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness.
We just need to be here in this moment, present.
In a sense of mindful quietness.

I am reading Lewis’ Out of the Silent World.
Malacandra is a place of peace.
Wars and hatred are finished , furled.
And all races exist  together without cease.

I love it that at death they are simply unbodied.
That the soul just leaves the body.
The soul is immortalised.
Leaving just a dead body.

Only the body dies.
The soul flies.

….

So we do not die
We are simply unbodied
Our soul carries on

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See Hebrews 12