Life After Death

My journey of spirituality has been similar to a lot of modern folks. I was raised participating in an official religious tradition, and had a foggy notion of God, but didn’t give it a ton of thought. I played with Ouija Boards, told ghost stories with friends, and spooked myself a number of times — either truly experiencing something supernatural, or convincing myself that I had. I suppose that I “believed” in an afterlife, but similar to the notion of God, it was blurry and I did not have a firm understanding of what it must be like. The idea of heaven, with its pearly gates and clouds felt like a story-book, but I had not…