So much joy on a birthday, the celebration of a new life, to be met with so much sadness on a death day, the mourning of the end of life, all on the same day. Someone close to me died today, my birthday. Notice birthday is one word, and death day is two. The two words are separated by a space, just like death separates us from our loved one. People say death only separates us physically, that they are just in the next room, waiting for us. But are they? Do we really know?
There are many theories and beliefs about what happens to us after death. Heaven, hell, reincarnation to name a few. There is a new quantum physics theory that death is just an illusion. To quote the article: “We believe in death because we’ve been taught we die. Our association with our body is so strong that when we “die’ we assume that both our body and consciousness also shut off. Yet biocentrism, a new theory of everything, is suggesting that death is not the end like we think. We have the power to change our brain circuits with new associations, like learning that fire is hot by touching it. This shows that what we see would not be perceived without our consciousness.” The article goes on to say that what we see in the physical realm is not everything, it’s just what our consciousness sees, and there could be a lot more out there waiting for us.
Some people choose to call a funeral a celebration of life. Pictures are posted of joyous times. We only want to remember the happy times and not be sad.
But this person has vanished from the physical realm. How can we NOT be sad? We won’t see them again, and don’t know for sure if we ever will.
Those of faith would disagree with me.
But I am not a member of a faith.
My mother passed away 18 years ago. I have seen her alive in my dreams. I often dream she didn’t really die, she came back to life in the hospital somehow, that the funeral was hoax, and we as a family are keeping her all to ourselves, and we have to eventually tell everyone that she is indeed alive.
What does that mean?
Is it just my brain, or my consciousness trying to make sense of her loss, or is she really around somewhere? To quote the above article once more: “After all death, just like our consciousness, is just energy, and energy can’t be created or destroyed, this is a law of physics.”
I don’t think we are physically qualified to be able to grasp the concept of death. It happens, it is part of life, people come and people go. We can’t change that. We must move on with our own lives and not focus on their departure.
We all have our own belief systems of what happens after death. The trick is to keep breathing every day is if it were our last, because the candle of our life could be blown out at any second, even right after birth, on our birthday.
I remain hopeful though, that it all does continue on after death, that we move on somewhere, somehow. It would be such a waste if it didn’t.
blaak sheep 