Heaven’s A Beach!

November 3rd 2006 in Uncategorized

Aruba, Jamaica, ooo I wanna take you

To Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama

Key Largo, Montego baby why dont we go

– Kokomo, The Beach Boys

Somebody holy once said that heaven is a celebration of the senses. It is a heightened sensory awareness. It is everything that you ever wanted to see or smell or hear or taste or touch. I do not know for sure if what he said was the gospel truth, but it made me forget about seraphs and cherubs and trumpets and angels flapping by. I clearly saw, as if I was already sitting there, a vast emerald ocean, a beach purer and longer than any white beach I’92ve been to, and a midday sun mellowed by a pristine ozone layer.

Mandala Spa, Boracay

I’92m still na’efve enough to believe that I will go to heaven when I’92m done with this world. The big question is, will I see you there?

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