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My mother, a well respected clinical psycologist (and by far the oldest soul I know) had a heart attack and died about fifteen years ago. She was gone for about twelve minutes, and left the shell of her body. Had I heard this from anyone but her, I would be extremely skeptical, and likely blow it off.
The story she told me was powerful and enlightening, and I have never had the same understanding of life since. But still, who knows?
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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