Twenty-eight years ago today, they cut her belly open and pulled me out... and I began what I'm hoping is the very first of a great many of my lives.

That is my ideal... that this current life of mine is only my beginning, that I will remain conscious after the end of this life and live subsequent life after life after life in new world after new world after new world... and that within these other lives, I will have the ability to know of my past lives. And each new life and new world that I live in would be one of further enlightenment and accomplishment.

I hope to exist forever... or until I am absolutely ready to give up my existence.

Life is SO precious... and gets more and more precious to me the longer I have it.