Submission is the ability to enjoy life even knowing you will die. It’s being able to look death in the face and allowing yourself to be scared without completely dismissing the possibility of something better on the other side, or maybe just something different.

This is so deep and so true at the same time. I have relatives in the health field who've shared accounts of patients who "came back" and recalled events in other parts of the hospital that they could not have known about unless they left their body.

So I absolutely believe that we continue in some form after death. If not, then we'd better be somewhere else in a few billion years when the Sun expands to envelop the Earth, and all life here is extingushed.

This also brings up the power of intuition in my life. To me, intuition is like a gentle wind blowing against your back. Strong enough for you to notice it (thus "EverNoticeThat"), but faint so as not to overpower your free will.

I've lost track of how often it's saved me.