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Thomas Ramey Watson 05-29-2014 04:29 PM

I forgot to say that yes I also believe that some things are predestined as tests, learning experiences for our souls. But I also believe that not everything is so. Otherwise there'd be no hope that we might do better.

Cher O 05-31-2014 07:50 PM

Hi, Thomas.
 
I think the path we choose is designed for our spiritual growth.... It's not as if we have predetermined every step we will take--more like we have a destination in mind and several choices about how to get there. Sometimes we choose the easy way, sometimes the more difficult path. Our lives are combinations of both.

I suppose it is possible for us to "bite off more than we can chew." Some of us do try to check out early. I would like to believe that life never gives us more than we can handle (an old saw) but then how would you explain suicide? Maybe that is part of the aforesaid choices?

Anyway, thanks for the feedback. You mentioned that you would like to share a bit more on this site, so I responded to your post.

Bye for now. Love, C.

Thomas Ramey Watson 06-05-2014 01:17 PM

Thanks for responding, Cher. I agree with you. I think we come in with things designed for our growth. We don't always meet the tests. And yes, I think sometimes we just cannot handle what we're given.

I hope we can get more people to enter our discussions.

Thomas Ramey Watson 07-03-2014 06:40 PM

I was outside talking to someone in my back yard. He's a cat lover. Noir found us and started rubbing on my legs.

We talked about my burgeoning fruit trees. Suddenly, Noir jumped up on my back, digging his claws in to hold on while he purred.

Bent over so he'd stop digging in, I asked the guy to remove him. He was afraid he'd jump on him.

"No, just me. I had several cats like this when I was growing up. They'd find me and jump up on my shoulders. I wasn't so tall then so they could jump on my shoulders and lie down, legs draped around my neck."

As he held Noir, he said, "He's still purring."

"Yeah, he loves me. I am his and he is mine."

He laughed. "I've never seen anything like it."


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