Dr. Kenneth Ring: Laughing at Death

           Nature has symbols for her nobler joys,  
           Her nobler sorrows. Who had dared foretell  
           That only man, by some sad mockery,  
           Should learn to laugh who learns that he must die?

                      --  Wilfred Scawen Blunt 

I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.

                     --  Woody Allen

Not long ago, a good friend of mine, about twenty years my junior, wrote to me saying that he was already fretting about getting older: 

I have been thinking of you off and on again these days, pondering whether I should take you as my role model for how to deal with getting older. I am 61 now and quite often annoyed about the symptoms of getting older, while you often wrote things like: "There is still a lot I can be grateful for" and other encouraging things. 

 “Ah, my early sixties,” I thought wistfully, “I was in my prime then.” Well, all right, I was exaggerating, of course.

Sub-prime was more like it, I suppose, but nevertheless for me, in retrospect, during that period of my life I was still at the top of my game,...

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Margaret

My first recollection of a conscious experience takes me back to a time of sitting in my pram. I was born February 6th, 1940, so this witnessing must have been the second summer of my life.
 
As the habit was to place baby in a pram in the garden, I was strapped in safely and as I looked up, I could see little smiley faces within the branches of the Lilac tree. I also noticed next door's Sunflowers which if the sky clouded over, they would droop. Since then, they have always been my favourite flower.
 
I was brought up to attend our local Anglican church, from morning service with Communion, Sunday school in the afternoon and Evensong at six pm. Then at the age of eighteen, I attended Baptist, then Pentecostal churches, but after a year, because my Mother had some most vital evidence from a medium, I switched to investigating Spiritualism.
 
This caused my evangelical friends to pray for me most earnestly and I was warned of the Devil! When, however, I was told by another medium I came here to contribute to the "Age of Aquarius" entering in, I did not completely understand but "knew" I was due to be involved in something most important.
 
In February of 2019, I will be seventy-nine and until now it has been a roller coaster ride, from many angles and my spiritual experiences are tied up most tightly with practical, emotional encounters, some, which might say were mistakes.
 
This could be true, but it is not all cut and dried is it? Many times, although it does not seem so, these mistakes can result in being of service to others.
 
My first...
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