I’m going to attend another wake tonight. The person who passed away is my friends mother from the class I attend. Within a short period, seven out of twenty of my classmates have had a family member cross over. I wouldn’t believe it if I wasn’t living it.
Most people are afraid of death, since, in their limited reality, dying means they no longer exist. They believe this is their one life and there is nothing after this one except one huge void. My father instilled in me a sense of uneasiness of dying growing up. Who can blame him? But as I got older, I realized this was his belief…not mine.
I’ve come across people who are religious and are afraid to die because, despite all their ‘good deeds’ in their lifetime, they don’t want to take the chance of being condemned to hell.
I’ve pondered deeply on the meaning of life more than I can count and I bet there is not one human being out there who hasn’t done the same. Its lead me to the profound and very powerful realization that there is a much deeper meaning than just survival as a human.
I have come to a place of understanding and grace knowing that we are much bigger and grander than our earthly existence. Our bodies “die” but our spirit lives on.
If you have some anxiety of death, look at it this way, enjoy the life you are experiencing today.