How Belief in Reincarnation Fuels My Love for Life
A Personal Essay
I’m sitting on the top steps of the temple called Age 50, having just entered in January 2023, and it’s got me in a reflective and predictive mode. I’m asking myself two questions: “What has my life been so far?” And, to quote the coda from a favorite hard rock song of the late 1980s, “Where do we go now?”
I’ve heard from friends and the culture at large that many people become melancholy at this age, feeling like their lives didn’t live up to what they’d expected they would be. While I certainly have been through some serious mental and emotional challenges in my 40s — I think this is very natural and, in Jungian terms, part of the individuation process — I have never sunk for too long in the pools of regret.
My life is far, far from perfect and there are things I’d do differently, but I’ve come to realize that our missteps are our teachers and, well, if I don’t “get this life right,” I’m reasonably sure I’ll come back for another round. You see, I’ve felt reincarnation was just a fact of reality for much of my adult life.
Why Nature Suggests Reincarnation is Real
Even though I grew up in America in a liberal Christian household, it’s never been that hard for me to believe in reincarnation. It’s quite simple to…
