March 5, 2015, Prescott:  Today marks four years since my beloved wife passed out of all her suffering.  As luck would have it, there was no work for me today, with Spring Break approaching.  So, I’ve been reflecting, since about 5 AM, as to what she may be feeling, in her place among the angels.  I get messages from her, all the time though, about what I might do, where I might spend time and with whom, and which direction my life ought to take.

When I had my tax bill calculated by my CPA, a few days ago, he said that while my charitable contributions and acts might get me points in heaven, they won’t get me any points with the government.  He expressed concern about how I might live, when I reach my 70’s and 80’s.

Truth is, my charitable acts and contributions, being those of one person, can only go so far and do just so much good.  There will always be a need, far greater than what I can offer, what any one of us can give.  Maybe that’s why each of us is inundated with phone calls and e-mails, most of which have to be turned down.

As to my life later on, the age-old, “One day at a time” adage does need to be balanced with efforts to keep working, as long as body and mind allow and there are the instructions I get from the Spirit Realm to keep focused- on the community,on family, on the road, path and trail and on the Greater Vision, which gets unfolded to me, one step at a time.

If 70 finds me needing a cheaper place to lay my head at night, I know where to find it. If my diamond birthday comes, and living alone is too much, then I will find a community which will take me in, in return for doing my fair share.  Money has its place in life, but is far from all.

A friend asked, yesterday, “What is the meaning of life?”  I answered “Embracing life’s mysteries”.  This is another way of saying “To know and serve God”, which we Baha’is hold as the essence of life’s purpose.  I feel it is what brought solace to Penny, in her final days here, and has kept her in peace ever since.  She will help me understand more mysteries, as time moves on, and when there is no more time.