You Chose… Poem by Ray Lucero

Before you were born into this body,
You had many life decisions to make.
Where on Earth do I want to live?
Who will I choose for parents?
Of what race and ethnicity will they be?
What religion?
What soul issues will I work with?
What experiences will I choose?
That done, you stored choices into soul memory.

After a body was conceived by your parents;
You entered;
Felt the warmth of their blood.
Felt the density of becoming matter.
Felt the downward pull of gravity.

Your mind was empty, indeed a clean slate…
Yet guided by a knowing soul.

You made a choice to be here, so why do you complain?
Rejoice Beloved,
Live life for life itself!

ROTMS