Speaking of New Beginnings..........

Noone ever prepares us for this experience, this notion of mortality.....of looming Death and Dying. There are no courses to take to prepare us for that journey. We hear many other people's versions of what they believe the experience is like or will be like, but noone hands out a manual for preparing for dying.

We're told by some that's it's
the end, but we’re told by others that it’s another beginning. And call it desparation or blind faith, but my soul tells me that dying is yet another necessary part of growth, as is birth.....and the cycle of birth and death continues until our souls have learned all that we need to become fully enlightened. I believe my souls comes out the other end of each cycle much wiser and better equipped to live another life as the best human being I can be. I also believe that my soul has had a very difficult time digesting some of those lessons and holding them as fact and that is why I am given the tough lessons over and over. These lessons....these experiences, as difficult as they are to walk into and learn from....are gifts, and as long as I can keep reminding myself of that....it is so much easier to recognize them when the learning finally happens. What did not feel like a gift in the midst of heartache and stress, turns out to be the best thing that could have happened and it always happens just when I need it the most.

So what I have come to learn about life after all these years is this; we must practice dying each day so that we can be fully alive.  In our "prayer" lives, we must place ourself on the
threshold of death and participate in our dying , if but for a moment, so that we might live each day
and each moment as a gift.

Everything must change, except our souls.

 

 

this is truly beautiful, susie........

Thank goodness the soul stays the same.... can you imagine having to start over with a new one each time?   How hard that would be just to relearn your soul each time before you can realize what lessons it is that you need and how to be the best student possible in light of the lessons?

I'm just hoping that the lessons get easier.....but I have a feeling that it's kinda like going to college......as you master one area, the next becomes more challenging. Yeah, we have to be challenged to continue growing and becoming.

Whatever it's like.....however it works....I hope I get to run in to all of you Bone Sighers again and again.  You all are the best!!

What do you think happens when you die? I think it would be great to see how other people see this process playing out...

P. S.    I'm not planning on going anywhere.....just curious....Stuff to ponder.

yeah, i kinda thought that when i got some of this stuff down, it'd get easier. but it does seem to open the door to more and more stuff to get down.....harder stuff. it's kinda interesting.

the death stuff was really really weighing on me a few months ago. i really really wanted to figure it out. most people's stuff doesn't work for me, and i was frustrated with it all. i sat at coffee with a friend once and we talked.  the only thing i would really 'buy' is that we come from love. i believe that. and when i say 'love' i don't even know what i mean. cause i think i only touch tiny tiny bits of it here and there. so something so unimaginably amazing....and we return to it.

all the other stuff, for me, just doesn't work. it's just too small. i think it's something we can't really 'get.' but i think it's good. real good. and that's as far as i got.
not so far, huh??? how about you?

I think I am definitely on the same track as you are with the coming from Love. I think we come from that Knowing of a deep spiritual kind of energy/vibration and that we return there when our bodies are done here. Like you..... I can't really put descriptive words to my notion of Love; except that it is a spirtual energy of unimaginable peace and bliss....like nothing we can compare to anything in our earthly experiences. But I do believe that we all carry more or less pieces of that energy of Love with us now and that we are given opportunities to live it and grow in our lifetimes here.......kind of as a preparation for the most magnificent of journeys when it's time to go, but, also....to cultivate the amazing feelings of release and freedom that we need as part of our moments of living day to day, here and now.... and that is something that I struggle with remembering to do for myself....lots easier to do for others.

I have come to believe that you can not open yourself to truly, completely experience Love in this life or beyond, if your heart is carrying around anger, resentment, hate or fear and other negative energies....and, so, I have been working hard on resolving those issues for myself in the present. My hope is that I can experience forgiveness, peace, trust and all the other pieces of wholeheartedness as much as earthly possible so that I don't have any regrets when the earth is just a speck from my new mountain sitting spot.... where all souls are united in Oneness and LOve.

 

 

It really is fascinating to ponder all the different possibilities after death. 

I am a Christian, so I do believe in a place called Heaven....but my concepts of that place have really changed over time.  I used to buy into all the stuff like walking on clouds and angels all over the place strumming on harps while I frolic in a long white dress.  Now I'm not so sure. 

In some movies, heaven is whatever you want it to be, whatever you make it....not sure about that, either. 

I have a friend who thinks when we die, our energy simply attaches to everyone else's energy until it's needed again, then it comes back to earth.

I once sort of scoffed at that idea...but then I went and spent some time in the Universe (which I'm open to talking about), and realized...maybe that's not so far from the truth....

In all the wondering about death, I sincerely hope that I've lived right, and done everything I can to care about and love other people.

Stitched,  I would like to hear about your time in the Universe, as I'm considering my own trip...I just bet that you've lived good and right and have done everything you can to care about and love people. You must be a kind and caring person or you wouldn't have found yourself back at the forums, where you know that everyone here shares those characteristics with you. You know that there are some really great human beings here, if you want to talk.....

Susie, I have so much to say....but I don't know what to say, how to say it....often so much easier to remain silent...

A bright red scream would say so much...but nobody wants to hear it...and it leaves no thread with which to hang on barely....

There is a storm inside of me....covering the sky.  A little part of it has to be beautiful....right?

Stitched,   As you can probably see if you've read many of these posts, I too have a lot to say...ask anybody here and they will tell you. I have tons to say and I do it long and detailed, usually in ramblings.....but I have to say or it might never be heard. And I think that's it's important that it's heard.  For years, I put everything I had to say in my journals and kept the voice of the words inside me...and that worked fine for a while. But over the years my journals stacked and sometimes they'd get thrown out or burned to make room for more journals. I look back now and think what a waste that was....too many words....just gone forever. And I started to feel like my words....my stories needed to be heard or read....that they are me and they deserve more than the trash or the wood stove....you know? I really think they deserve more. They needed a voice......

So I was encouraged to start writing and putting that writing out there for the Universe...to give it some validation. I don't always have the emotional maturity to care how I write it or how other people might hear it. It doesn't matter so much how you do it.....it just matters because it is you and your words and your stories. We are our stories Stitched.....some of it is dark and painful and scary.....but some of it is beautiful and peaceful and reassuring. It is us, it is real and it makes us pretty darn vulnerable, but it also makes us courageous and compassionate and connected to others....and we all need those pieces to survive these journeys we're on.

I recently learned that there are some parts of me that need a voice that words just can't express....some of the deep hurts and angers and darkness.They are just as real a part of us as anything else and they need to be heard too....they need to be released to the Universe and witnessed too. So, I learned from a dear friend that it's ok to scream. We need to do that and we might need to throw things and do some kicking while we're screaming. But here's the thing... we don't have to do it all at once, especially when we're just learning.....we can do a bunch of it and we can hang on to some threads of it too. I'm afraid I'd scare the pants right off of the Universe if I let it all out at once... in one big tizzy fit. So I've got lots of threads left, but fewer all the time. What I'm hoping is that the more I scream out all the shit, the fewer threads I'll need to hang on too each time....and one day, I hope to leave it all out there and not look back....not even a little. Because what I am only still figuring out is that if you allow yourself to be full of the dark stuff, you have no room to let in the light and the peace.

And the storms that you speak of.....we all have them, but what matters is how we choose to walk through them, or not. We can let them build and build until they are pure rage or we can calm them by acknowledging the gifts that they are...the opportunities that they present for learning and teaching and sharing and Knowing. These storms can be beauty, they can be nourishment for our souls and they can help us grow and I'm thinking that by your being here....you know that there is beauty in your storm....you know there is. So, put it out there, say it with your words and don't worry so much about how you say it....or how other people might define or interpret your words....because they are just words and words mean different things to different people depending on our histories and our experiences in the world....just say them; write them and sit with them for a while. Allow us to sit with them for a while, because that can be very releasing for you and very meaningful to those who read them.....

Be kind and patient with yourself.....easy to say sitting here, not so easy to do. But please do Stitched.... and let us be kind and patient with you too....

Stitched,   I'm still very interested in hearing about your ventures into the Universe....I'm thinking that you have some stories to tell and...like I said...I think it can be really, really healing to share those stories. For me....it helps me get unstuck..... it helps me be open to other possibilities and we have so much to learn from ourselves and each other.

I'm still here when you're ready to talk....