posted on Jul, 8 2008 @ 02:56 PM
Some of you are making great points. Miriam it is true what you said, but as long as we are all alive and typing this is part of our lives. I
think that while we are here on ATS and chasing around in our lives that it is good to say what we need to, or making sure we have said what we
wanted, just in case anything does happen to any of us. Like I said, it happens to us all eventually, and often unexpected, I read, and its in the
news papers all the time, everyday.
We are all getting older everyday, and I am almost half a century old. So maybe this is a bigger reality to me, I don't know. I was sitting next to
my husband when he died, he was only 40. Thats young, and it was only 17 days after his 40th birthday. I don't dwell on death, I really am not
scared of it.
There is a great Inuit Legend that I love... it goes like this:
I, who was born to die
That the world of animals
And the world of men
May come together,
I shall live.
To me the line 'I, who was born to die Shall live' has stuck with me since I first learned it. It is a powerful statement about the whole life
program. We go along obliviously living our lives. Many on ATS and other sites mention living like we are dead. I think that the awareness of death
makes us more alive.
My son David talks about the angel of death being our friend, and also embracing death. This does not mean being consumed by the thought of death.
But to make death ones friend instead of enemy, meaning death helps us. Death does help me grow, and it encourages me to grow sooner rather than
later. David was 10 when his dad died, and it shook his world up, but today he is grateful that things happend the way they did.
My son Andrew was 11 and in the room with me when my husband died. He also changed dramtically, he now lives in a state of, "It just doesn't
matter". But it's a good thing cause he doesn't get caught up in the games and now see's in in the light of, a 1000 years from now will it make a
difference? This is great because he doesn't live in the emotional turnmoil that many do.
Death is our friend. I may not want to invite him to dinner, but I am not going to tell him to leave if he shows up. Besides sometimes he comes for
a snack, and not a whole meal. And when he does he leaves a gift behind. We have a choice what to do with that gift though.
I just wanted to say this...