I will miss the light and colors and shades of sunrise and
sunsets, the hues and brightness of the stars and the moon, when I am no longer
in my human body.
I will miss playing, and sharing ideas and stories with my
son when I am no longer human. I will miss the implicit recognition with my
daughter who did not share this life with me. I will miss the dance with their
mothers.
I will miss coffee and ice cream and flowers and walks and
laughing and crying, and especially feeling for and with all my fellow humans,
when I am no longer human.
I will miss hugging you and hearing your stories when I am
no longer human.
I will miss looking into a lover’s eyes morning, afternoon
or night, holding her in my arms and being sent to heaven by her natural
fragrance. I will miss watching her come to life when something matters to her.
I will miss our impossible fights and our spontaneous love making.
God, I will miss being human and I will miss being horny for
merging with the universe and infinite consciousness. I will miss this
relationship I have with you, my rebellion against things not working out my
way, and my learning to surrender when I come to my senses. I will miss
breathing with you.
God, source of everything, source of this love that is so
palpable and yet so difficult to fully grasp, thank you for this breath, thank
you for this experience. Thank you!
