Life before death is altogether different than life after death.
That is, when death makes it’s visitation —in your own house, it is the great awakening like no other.
Before this visitation, there is a way of existing without acknowledging. It goes like this. “We’re all gonna die, but I don’t think about it. What’s on Netflix?”
Once you become part of one of the following: “Widow’s Club,” or “War Veteran,” or “Parent who lost a Child,” you are now definitely something apart, not so easily woven into the society as it has been set up. In fact, people even fear you because you have something that they don’t understand. The truth of things.
Overall our society tends to align with the science rather than the spirituality of death. This perspective might go like this, “It’s an inevitable part of the biosphere, but nothing to think about, or pray about. There is nothing to prepare for. It just happens. The end. And, I do mean—the end. Materialism begets materialism begets—no thing.
Perhaps our downplaying of the effect of death and dying is a way to usher in the transhuman agenda, with it’s “answer” to the problem of death. Simply get on board the technology train with new body/brain parts at every stop. By the time you get to your final destination we’ll have this death thing licked!
In the meantime, we set up an “as if” world where we live “as if” death does not exist, and if it does, certainly not our own death, only those old people over there, the unfortunate war victims, or a pet perhaps. By doing this, we minimize the implications surrounding death, including the big questions: who are we? where were we before we were born, where do we go when we die, why are we on earth?
So when death finally does make its visitation, taking our beloved—anyone closer than our heartbeat, we enter a new world. I call this “life after death.” When this happens there is no going back to the way things were.
Doesn’t this sound like the other Great Awakening that we are all living through? There is no going back to believing that the news media tells us the truth, the medical establishment is there to make us well, and our government “cares” about us.
The world I now inhabit is life after death. I cannot live now without death in my back pocket. Always there to remind me to ask the important questions: who am I? Why am I here? Where was I before I was born? Where do I go when I die?
It’s been two months since my husband of 39 years passed.
I entered the darkness of winter as a “woman of sorrows and acquainted with grief.” It’s a strange way of being. It lacks persona. There is only the facade of one’s former self. That’s why grieving people stay home mostly. Who can keep up the pretense?
A prayer my mother taught me begins with this, “Father we thank thee for the night.” Why do we thank the darkness? I think we thank the darkness for allowing us to stop. Stop all movement, thinking, and doing. The good part is this feeling of love for no reason, except that love is what is left when your beloved goes. Physical is gone. Forever remains. And, that is my life in bereavement.
And, that has also been my life after the other great awakening that began for me three years ago when the tall tale of a vaccine to save the world was deployed on unsuspecting “life before deathers.” And now this duel grief is working it’s magic to lay bear all that I can withstand, and allow for a surrender that would not have seemed possible.
It feels like we’re getting closer. Closer to the truth. Closer to love. I heard there is an ascension happening, a rapture in the wings.
It’s true, the veil between life and death is quite thin for me now. It doesn’t seem to take eyes to see what’s beyond, but instead, heart and trust.
And you have to squint.
Maybe, grief can come to be felt as a cherished gift (from god).
I'm sorry for your deep loss.
People think about death more than they care to admit.
If not, then they should.
Death is certain, and everyone achieves it, 100 percent.
If skeptical, just drive by a graveyard for empirical truth.
I became a Christian at 21 years old so that shifted my understanding
of life, purpose, and my existence. The world can be a beautiful place
depending on one's life and experiences. For many, life is one distraction
after another, but each of us would be well served to take time to ponder
the unknown, the invisible, and the inevitable. For those unacquainted with
the bible,
Romans 5:12 says, "Therefore, just as sin came into the world through one man,
and death through sin, so death spread to all people
{no one being able to stop it or escape its power], because they all sinned."
This sin problem sets up a dilemma that needs a remedy. Of course, that remedy
is a savior, Jesus Christ.
My condolences on missing your life partner.
God is with you.