I have been searching for some of my writings, to no avail. Think I’ve lost them. =| One is the answer to the prompt of … hmm, must find it to quote it properly.
setting aside my reading to write this
without guilt or shame. Opened the book to a marker — have not looked in it in years — Chapter 14: All Our Secrets Are The Same (The Writer’s Idea Book). Looked through it, could go on a tangent. Feel myself moving out of the bubble. I don’t need to find it + be exact. May not even be in this book! The prompt* was something along the lines of: You get to the gates of heaven, and an angel asks if you want to go back.
the image has stayed with me
since I read the prompt about 15 years ago or longer. The response was something along these lines:
“Did I not accomplish what I should have on earth? I must have; otherwise, I would not be at THIS gate. Would I have the experience and knowledge I have now?”
“Then what’s the point? I would not be in a better position. I could, actually, not be able to come back. Isn’t this, here, where we’re supposed to be? The goal?”
“Why would I give it up?”
“Is there something you didn’t or couldn’t do, something you would like to fulfill?“
the answer is, and always has been, yes
* found it! 07.03.20