My father passed this morning. With it, I exhaled relief that his suffering is over, I shed tears because I am going to miss him, and I expressed a bit of jealousy that he is now pain-free in heaven, and the rest of us remain here. It was a special moment, one of many in the past three months. I went and got a cup of coffee and came back and sat in the room where his warm but lifeless body lay and chattered away. He was finally at peace.
As the day progressed, the most difficult task was telling his lifelong friends who love him, that his time on this planet was over. Most of the calls were awkward, as this isn’t something I do each day, but the tonality and feeling in the voice hopefully resonated more than my fumbling words.
The reality of death in the united states is that an entire seeming racket has been built on overcharging grief and death, instead of believing and trusting in God and what the various religions are teaching us about love. It is like you have sincere joy and happiness for another that is no longer suffering, and in the next breath, someone is looking to turn a buck, commoditize death, or bring the humanistic side of fear and insecurity to dampen the idea that God is pure love.
Here we are settling for a bastardized “humanized” form of love, much of which is selfish and self-absorbed. Perhaps that is why the country applies so much make-up and takes so many medicines these days
the greatest gift you can give yourself is to be still, take off all the make-up and faux reality, and come into contact with the creator of all
then you probably will get a very different view of life, and that spirituality is far more than just checking the boxes with religion, not growing, but allowing fears to hold us back, and hold onto that which we say we “love,” but can’t let go.
“When I am gone” Author unknown
When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many beautiful years.
I gave to you my love, You can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it’s time I travel on alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It’s only a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won’t be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near.
And if you listen with your heart,
You’ll hear all my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I’ll greet you with a smile and say welcome home…”