Day 66
There are so many theories about life after death it will make your head spin.
I lost my beloved Daddy September 15th of this year.
Never have I explored the after life like I do now. Never have I questioned God, Jesus, Angels, Heaven, Buddha, Krishna, The Universe until now! Is he in another dimension on another plane? Did he reincarnate into that fly on my wall? Did Jesus wrap his arms around him and welcome him to his Holy Land? Is he in transition? Can he hear my thoughts right now?
Its amazing because when we loose someone we love we want to be sure that wherever they are:
A) they are safe and happy
B) we will be with them again.
I went to church when he died, I pray, I meditate, I look for signs, feathers, listen to songs because he may be relaying a message. When I close my eyes I hope to dream of him, maybe its an actual visit from him? When I wake up I try and remember my dream. Was he in it?
I long for my Dad so much. The grief is intense. Watching a home video of him is OUT OF THE QUESTION. It would bring so much sorrow I wouldn't dare.
I have been reading about near death experiences lately. Believe it or not they do provide some comfort. I have noticed that every experience shares common elements.
1) When we die our soul lifts up above our body. We can see our dead body and those around it. We can even see our loved ones grieving.
2) We head towards a light source.
3) There is an overwhelming amount of love felt. Unlike anything you could ever imagine.
After this, its split. Some say they see God or Jesus. Others say angels take their hand. Others say they begin traveling through universe where time and space does not exist. And so on and so forth.
After obtaining all of this "information" I just try to make the best of it. I hold in my heart the truth that my dad is happy and he is excited to reunite again. In the meantime, I shall do as he did. Live my life to the fullest because a lifetime on Earth is a millisecond in the afterlife :)
I lost my beloved Daddy September 15th of this year.
Never have I explored the after life like I do now. Never have I questioned God, Jesus, Angels, Heaven, Buddha, Krishna, The Universe until now! Is he in another dimension on another plane? Did he reincarnate into that fly on my wall? Did Jesus wrap his arms around him and welcome him to his Holy Land? Is he in transition? Can he hear my thoughts right now?
Its amazing because when we loose someone we love we want to be sure that wherever they are:
A) they are safe and happy
B) we will be with them again.
I went to church when he died, I pray, I meditate, I look for signs, feathers, listen to songs because he may be relaying a message. When I close my eyes I hope to dream of him, maybe its an actual visit from him? When I wake up I try and remember my dream. Was he in it?
I long for my Dad so much. The grief is intense. Watching a home video of him is OUT OF THE QUESTION. It would bring so much sorrow I wouldn't dare.
I have been reading about near death experiences lately. Believe it or not they do provide some comfort. I have noticed that every experience shares common elements.
1) When we die our soul lifts up above our body. We can see our dead body and those around it. We can even see our loved ones grieving.
2) We head towards a light source.
3) There is an overwhelming amount of love felt. Unlike anything you could ever imagine.
After this, its split. Some say they see God or Jesus. Others say angels take their hand. Others say they begin traveling through universe where time and space does not exist. And so on and so forth.
After obtaining all of this "information" I just try to make the best of it. I hold in my heart the truth that my dad is happy and he is excited to reunite again. In the meantime, I shall do as he did. Live my life to the fullest because a lifetime on Earth is a millisecond in the afterlife :)
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Love, these longings and searchings get no clearer as you get older.
I think, in regard to life after death, you\'ll have to use some kind of faith in order to build that bridge.
In my observation, there is very definitely the beautiful design of a God. There are too many things that had to fall so delicately into place in order for us to live.
I used to believe in the King James Version of God. Not so much now because I found way too much shame buried in the pages of the Bible.
I believe that our sum and substance have always been here and will continue to be around after our passage. Just as our bodies change form, so too do our souls. Just because a ship sets sail over the horizon doesn\'t mean it ceases to exist...or that there is no comfort and peace...and activity.
Time that was once your enemy when your dad was sick became your friend again after his passing because the days, weeks, and years are bringing you closer to the change you\'ll experience yourself that may very well transition you toward a place of greater spiritual maturity and enlightenment.
In the meantime, life is short and we\'ve got living, loving and work to do. Take that piece of your father in you and head out into your world with courage...because that\'s the way your dad lived his life.
The morning my mom died, my wife told me...\"she lived a whole life before you ever came along\". I knew from that that the next chapter of my life was to be opened...the chapter of living the rest of my life with my wife, hopefully.
I laid back down, and went to sleep with my wife next to me...as it was 12:10AM and the arrangements had been made. It was time to release and rest for the journey ahead.
There have been some days of pain, but there have also been many days with treasure of which to claim...your life being another pearl...just by meeting you here.
Never pass over the relationships in your life.
You are very wise. Thank you for this. It makes so much sense. You are right. Because I remember my dad loved his mother so much and when she died he was very sad. But he still lived his life to the fullest, without a doubt! So why should I be any different. He wouldn\'t want that. He hated to see me sad. Made him sad!
In the times of intense grief, it seems as if the sadness will never go away. That nothing can ever be enjoyed again. But the same is true in happiness. When we are excited or full or joy, we perceive that this feeling is forever. But theres a season to everything. No emotion is permanent Ive learned. Which is for the best.
Im 26 years old, not married. I find myself looking forward to having a kid one day, ONLY because you hear everyone say \"having my baby was the happiest day of my life\" or \"my kids changed my life\" or \"my kids make me happy\", etc. So much emphasis is put on having children and how wonderful it is. So when Im really down I say to myself, \"well maybe having kids will be the joyous time in my life\". Hoping it will distract, cover up, erase the pain I have of losing my father.
haha seems silly, but this is how my brain works.
I love that epiphany you had at that moment when you realized its time to let go and continue your journey. Its wonderful you did.
Amazing how at one point or another we all deal with grief and loss. Its such a natural part of life, yet one of the most difficult.
You gave me so much comfort tonight. Thank you.
The thing that seemed to help me was seeing things from my mother\'s perspective.
On a Sunday morning, about a month before she passed, I asked her...while I was red faced with grief, \"Are you ok with all this?\" She was lying flat in a hospital bed. Without hesitation, she said, \"Yes, it\'s all well\".
I was comforted by a story the nurses told me. Not to be gross, but they were cleaning her up and they had to clean her bottom. She was out of it for the most part, but she asked them...right in the middle of it, \"Find any taters back there???\"
I knew my mom was still in that cancer ravaged body.