Got here through Lisis. I’d like to thank you for this post.Today, I needed to be reminded to focus on important things not just the urgent ones.

Btw, very good cartoons images. :-)

I’ve just stumbled across this post today. Was a great read while I’m sitting at work, stuck in my cubicle, my own mineshaft if you like!

Keep up the good work,

Andrew

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The point is, why do we need a NDE to realize how lucky we are, me included? It is possible to retain the same feelings, but it requires conscious awareness and that can be problematical for a lot of people.

I didn’t really see what point it was making, all it made me think was how quickly we take things for granted. I have never had a traumatic experience like the one above but can liken it parts of it to some of my previous experiences.

Two years ago I had the best meal I have ever had, it was breakfast in a Morrison’s supermarket. Before eating I was able to use their facilities (better not say toilets as many Americans read this). The pleasure of using a clean loo with a flush, and being able to wash my hands in hot running water is indescribable. Then sitting down on a proper chair at a proper table and having hot, cooked food on china plates with metal cutlery in pleasant warm surrounding was sublime. we all had refills of hot chocolate and 6 rounds of hot buttered toast as extras between us. It’s making my mouth water to think of it. Every time I see a Morrisons I am reminded of that delicious meal.

Morrisons breakfasts are good, no doubt about it, but they are no better or worse than the zillion other places serving breakfasts, but this was 10ish on a wet Monday morning in late June. I had just left Glastonbury festival. The weather was dire the whole 5 days I was there, constantly dragging wellies through mud which was churned in some places over a foot deep. That morning I had been up since 6, packing our tents and caravan, the kids sat in the car out of the rain while we got it all packed up. I was very wet, tired and physically exhausted and have never been so pleased to see the back of anywhere as I was to drive off that field.

That first shower when you get back to ‘reality’ is blissful, and the next and the next, but a week later everything is back to normal, you now longer appreciate your flushing loo, or fridge full of food, it’s all just as it should be. I am pleased to have had the experience to know a little of what it is like not to have the things I take for granted at hand all the time, but I think like most people we only really appreciate them when we don’t have them.