I've been sharing a story offline with NakedJen about loved ones who pass and what they're doing while waiting for us to join them in the afterlife. #
The story began a few years ago with each of us as an airplane on a runway, and life is us taking off and flying. As time goes by there's less runway in front of us (the future) and more behind (experience).#
Lately there's a new twist to the story. Her dogs, led by Clyde (the only one whose name I know) are busily preparing a perfect dog park for Jen to live in. There will be many things to throw and catch. And things to smell and roll around in. A tree with shade to rest under. A bowl of fresh water. Treats. Jen will have a Mac, an iPad, an iPhone and a place to get Kombucha. There's a Coffee Garden up there too. And don't forget Sundance and the annual NJFF. I have that pencilled in on my afterlife agenda as well. :-)#
I think of that as NakedJen's dog park at the end of the runway.#
I realize that my collection of Zillow searches are part of my planning for the afterlife. Lately I haven't been paying that much attention, but this house in Taos came along today and it immediately made sense. My Zillow queries are me shopping for where I want to live, for eternity. That house is pretty close what I want to build at the end of my runway.#
PS: A plot for a science fiction movie. You know how Silicon Valley moguls are trying to find the cure for death so they can live forever. Well, in this story, they succeed, and they do live forever. Their friends and loved ones die as people normally do. And they're watching, in a dimension only the dead occupy, as their silly friends struggle to live forever while they're enjoying the many benefits of the afterlife (see above). #