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This email
is sent at your request to receive our communications. Blessings from
Romancing Your Soul.
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Live
Each Day as You Want to be Remembered
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Romance Your Soul
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March 15, 2009
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Special
Yoga Meditation Session
Sunday, March 22
"A
fabulous way to spend the afternoon! I felt recharged and fully alive in
the moment to enjoy and feel joy." - Randi
Please
Join Us
Details
here
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Fix It for Free
Have
an ailing iPod, a temperamental TV or persnickety phone? Before
replacing it or paying for professional repair, check out FixYa at
www.fixya.com, where volunteer techies provide free fix-it advice for
common breakdown of gadgets, electronics and other products.
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 Lights
Out
Hundreds
of thousands of people across the globe have already signed up to flip
the switch for Earth Hour 2009. Last year's event was the largest
voluntary power-down ever: more than 50 million people in 35 countries
turned off their lights for 60 minutes.
The campaign started in Sydney in 2007. That year the city's
carbon consumption dropped by more than 10 percent during Earth
Hour. If Sydney maintained that level of energy reduction
year-round, it would be the equivalent of taking almost 50,000 cars off
the road.
To pledge your participation, sign up at www.earthhour.org - and on
March 28, 2009, go dark between 8:30 and 9:30 p.m.
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How
do you want to be remembered?
I
was in my mid-twenties when a very special dream helped me answer this
question. Seated at the back of a church I noticed the pews were
filled with somber people. Many were looking down. Some
held tissues neatly on their lap, others gently wiped their eyes.
Soon
my attention was drawn to a man at the front who was approaching from
the left. He paused, briefly resting his hand on a closed white
casket.
He
climbed onto the riser and laid a bible on the pulpit. After a
few seconds he looked up, but not toward family members seated in the
first few rows or to other people who had come to say goodbye. He
looked directly at me.
The
instant our eyes met I was torn awake. This was my funeral. It
was my body sealed in the coffin.
An
overwhelming feeling of loneliness remained long after the dream faded
into the recesses of my consciousness. The people at that funeral were
not simply sad. They were miserable as if mourning a life that
had meant absolutely nothing.
That
thought broke my heart. I could not let that happen. I wanted to
be remembered fondly. I did not want people to be
miserable. I wanted them to celebrate a life well lived.
I
realized that if I wanted people to remember me fondly when I was dead
then they would have to do so while I was still alive. But, how would I
know who was going to be around when I died? If I could not know
who those particular people were, then wouldn't I have to leave a
positive impression on each person I met?
What
began as a frightful nightmare ended in peaceful awareness. If I
want to make a positive impression on the people who share my life then
I had to live each day as I want to be remembered. In the end I am the
one who benefits most because I am living in a way that makes me proud
to remember me, while I am very much alive.
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