Nov 25, 2024
Nov 25, 2024
People never really die. They leave their bodies. they end their physical existence in order to continue their spiritual journey in another form, on another plane. A person who has entered the realm of existence that we call death is never beyond your love.
The thing we call death is not a cold or a dark or a frightening and cruel existence. It is an essential part of life that teaches us to believe in what we cannot see. Once you know a person, you will always know a person. Once you have loved a person, your love will keep them alive.
Life continues after death as long as you remember the warmth of another's smile, the gentleness of their touch, the meaning they brought to your life. In your remembrance of another, death cannot overtake life. Life simply changes its form.
When you spend time honoring the dreams of one who has changed, when you continuing standing up for the things they believed in and doing the things you loved to do together, you are saying, "This life continues to touch my life."
Stay in touch with your loved ones. Send them your love. Use the memory of your time together as motivation to keep growing. Always remember to honor the special ways the one you knew and loved touched your life. Your remembrance offers them a victory over the thing called death.
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It is sometimes said that humans need the comfort of religion. Humanity’s need for comfort is off course real but isn’t it something childish, something infantile in the belief that Universe owes us comfort, in a sense that if something is comforting, then it must kind of make it true. The consolation content of the belief does not raise its truth value. I can’t deny the need for emotional comfort and I can’t claim that the world view adopted by atheists offers anymore than moderate comfort. If you’re afraid of death, for example, you might superficially think that the words of a priest who tells you that you are not really going to die would be more comforting than a scientist who tells you that it is highly improbable that our individuality could survive the decay of our brains. As for eternal nothingness, is it all that frightening? As Mark Twain said : “I do not fear death. I’d been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and I had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it”. “We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here. We privileged few who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which vast majority have never stirred.” |