This Mysterious Monday is unfortunately brought to
you, inspired by the death of a neighbor. The man was not in good health and
didn’t take care of himself, so while death is always a shock, it is sometimes
buffered by events, as this man’s was. My younger boy and I had seen the man
just hours earlier, outside in his motorized wheelchair with one of his
house-mates, who is also wheelchair-bound. We’ve known these people less than a
year, and the man who passed was not one of the more social ones of the group,
but it still brought tears to our eyes. It also made me think of what comes
next.
Christians believe you go to Heaven or Hell or possibly
Limbo, depending on how good you were in life, if you were baptized, or were a good
Christian, etc. Hindus also believe in a Heaven and a Hell, all with varying
levels of comfort, depending on how good or bad you were. Buddhists believe in
rebirth of the soul—if you were good in your life and did good deeds, you would
be reborn in human form with a good family and live a happy life; if you were a
bad person and performed evil deeds, you would come back as some form of
animal. Wiccans believe in rebirth, as well, with a stint in the Summerland to
reflect upon your previous life before your memory is erased and you are
returned to Earth.
Now I was raised as a good little Protestant
Christian girl, but as we moved a few times and got away from going to church
every Sunday, I explored other religions. I really liked the ideas of Buddhism
for a time, but then I found Wicca and something of that religion spoke to me.
I liked the idea that while my body might die, the essence of myself could live
time and time again. I don’t like the idea of not remembering past lives, past
loves and past deeds, but perhaps it’s for the best. Past lives are not always
pretty lives.
More and more as I get older, and my parents near
the end of their mortal lives, at least in this go-around, I wonder about what
comes next and hope that, of all of them, Atheists are not right. I don’t want
this to be the absolute, final End of it all. I love the idea of the
Summerland, with a warm sun on my face and cool breezes to keep me comfortable
as I reflect on my former life before moving on to a new one, hopefully having
subconsciously learned from my past mistakes.
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What about you? Do you believe in Heaven or Hell
or other lives? Do you just want this life to be over when it’s over? Whatever your
beliefs, I hope that your afterlife or your next life are good to you. Blessed
be!
2 comments:
My belief system is right in line with yours. I believe in reincarnation; I've been lucky enough to experience - in this life - some of my past lives. For that reason I have a lot of peace. I know, when I'm done here this time around, I'll get an opportunity to experience it all over again.
I find comfort in knowing my father's on the other side and therefore, right within my grasp and that one day, when my mortal time with my mother is done that she'll be accessible to me, too. We don't lose people; we merely experience them differently once they've passed.
As we say so appropriately: merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again. For we most certainly do!
I have also glimpsed past lives and have traveled out of my body (without drugs), so I know what you mean about the comfort that brings. Not that I want to hurry this trip along, but at least when this life is over, I know there will be another lifetime spent with the ones I love in some way.
I guess a part of me always believed in soul mates; I went out with a dozen or more guys before I met my current husband and we "just clicked". That connection with people is hard to explain to someone who doesn't believe in reincarnation.
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