It was never a nice smell and when some teenage friends tempted me to try a cigarette they made me feel ‘left out’ if I didn’t go along with it. That is how peer pressure works. Before long I was hooked and buying cigarettes to smuggle past my parents while looking for excuses to go out so I could partake of the habit.
The addiction lasted until in my early 30’s when my son questioned why I smoked and said it smelt awful. He was only 4 years of age and this coming from a small child made me quit. But it wasn’t only that. An article in a monthly magazine pointed out that if one quits smoking and doesn’t develop cancer over the next 30 years or so then the chances are you won’t get it. The 30 years flew by while other things came into the picture in the meantime.
There is much about life that we don’t understand and addictions to things like smoking is one of them. Cancer and why we suffer is another. For me there was a different agenda waiting to be served.
With memory of my reincarnation and