When I’m on a date, I often get asked if I believe in life after death, if we humans are merely a hodgepodge of proteins, DNA, and chemical reactions that will cease to exist posthumously, or if there is something else, something greater and more magnificent upon which to rest our unwieldy egos (well, maybe I don’t get asked in those exact words).
Considering such a deep question almost always triggers a series of new questions in my mind, questions like, “Why is she asking me this on a first date?” “Do I need to order another round of drinks?” or “Will Dexter finally get caught?” But I realize the question she is asking usually boils down to, “Is there such thing as a soul?”
Choose to Take the Journey 