They say funerals are there for the living. I have to agree, as once you are dead in these dimensions, I have faith you go to a place beyond our understanding that is part of the cosmic creation of pure love. But for those left behind, it seems more like medicine and death have been commoditized, habits and traditions amplified, and people have to come to grips with their own mortality. Death is simply one of those things that no human can escape.
dad had a beautiful day, and we giggled in that he joked, “just put me in the ground, all my friends are gone.”
The number of people that showed up on a Friday morning with little notice and then a few hours away at his burial site proved him wrong. The day went well, thankfully we were not producing a live theatrical show, or everyone would have been fired. I notice that the natural world works very differently in speed than live shows.
I was listening to conversations and felt like I was in an out of body experience. I realize that since I gave up the normal BS of business, pretending to look and be a particular brand, I am much more comfortable in my own skin. Talking about ideas, thoughts, theories, and what if’s is reasonable to me. What I heard is a lot of people talking about a lot of other people, usually within a smaller social construct. Aka – gossip about nothing and things that I gave up holding on with how life was “taught” as normal.
till this day, I do not know where me asking “why?” and wanting to understand so many things work. there is a portion of my brain that spikes with strategy and tactical thinking. perhaps it is just the way I am wired.
It was an interesting day, where I think dad was looking around at everything in the church, and by the time we got to the burial site, I wager he had seen enough and was more interested in heaven than watching people left behind grieving at his gravesite.
Perhaps he was saying, “Hey, folks! No need to cry! I am alive and feeling great!”
Alas, we tend to be a bit selfish as humans, we try to want to think we are in control and/or can control life. Sometimes when all is going well, it appears that way, yet, when events happen that tear apart the façade with the truth of how fragile human life really is. It exposes all of our fears and ideas to show how far from what we might say we believe and what we really believe in our hearts, souls, and actions.