Death, the beginning.
Do you ever wonder what death is? Some say we die, and become part of the earth, not in a spiritual way rather food for the many. Some believe we die and reincarnate and do so until we reach enlightenment learning valuable lessons each time.
Some say there will be a shining glow, a light as your soul lifts towards heaven. So many thoughts, and ideas, so many choices to believe in. Maybe death is just another phase in our existence, after all, what can one person possibly learn in a mere 90-year lifespan? Someone once told me that the light at the end of the tunnel could simply be the light in the hospital room as you are reborn in another vessel.
There are others still that believe being a spirit or could also be part of life. We have to admit that life itself is very transient—there is no real expiry date on us, no manual on how to. I think death is a personal thing, each being unique and separate from one human to another. Sound corny? Yeah, it does, but think about it. Who are you? Where are you from? Who are your ancestors?
Some cultures believe that we can die with dignity, regardless of illness, station in life, or age.The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by Sogyal Rinpoche, was an eye-opener for me. It made me realize that death in itself is just part of our life cycle. Vikings pushed their loved ones out to sea in grand boats, setting it ablaze for the gods to see. Glory to Valhalla!
Or perhaps there are four stages to the human spirit's journey, Birth, life, death, afterlife, and according to some Indigenous cultures, you cannot understand death until you have completed these stages.
In Australia, the Aboriginals believe they go to a place called “The land of the dead.” Just look up in the stars, you will see Sky-world as it's commonly called.
In Korea after cremation, the ashes are refined into colorful beads, though not worn, they are displayed in their deceased family's homes.
In Muslim belief, the body is buried rather than cremated, as they believe there will be a day of judgement and physical resurrection.
Egypt they lavish their dead with material things, tombs filled with ransoms worth of treasure; gold and jewels, bestowing statutes and expensive knick-knacks. In some cases, servants and pets were buried alive with their masters. The richer you were, the better your afterlife just might be. Death in many ways seems more of a beginning, Some believed that our station in life had a great deal to do with our comfort in the hereafter.
In the Hindi faith, the body is cremated quickly, within 24 hours, and it is preferred to die surrounded by loved ones in your own home. The mourners wear white, and 13 days after cremation, there is a ceremony. The soul is freed, liberated.
The world worries about dying and the uncontrollable fear of being alone. But truly at that moment, we all die alone. But we take our loved one's memories with us, our good deeds our bad choices, and the love we had for people we shall soon see. Death is part of life. One day we will all face it.
Do we fear death? Or is it more the pain of death, and the unknown that will follow. I like to think that we are forever, energy never truly dies, and I think we continued in some way Who knows, maybe we are all right in our own way. See you on the other side, one day? Maybe?