I imagined what if I had died, and my soul had gone to the Big Pearly Gates and God, Source, Creator or whatever you call the entity that is responsible for this Universe said to me: “Well Deb, how was it down there?” I replied, “Not bad really, but I spent a lot of time being unhappy because I let too many things worry me, like grey skies, people who let me down, trains being late, traffic jams, you know what I mean God”. Then God replied “Well that was a bit of a waste of