Viviendo y Muriendo

Why are people beautified, dressed in their "Sunday" best, placed in caskets they spend thousands of dollars on, only to be buried in the ground? Tombstones on plots of land memorializing bodies that have perished. Aren't our bodies mere shells of our existence? Haven't our souls and spirits left our bodies the moment we die? What better ways can we utilize money and land to memorialize our lives after death? 

My understanding is that many practices continue simply because they are inherited, not understood or questioned. 

Note: When I die, please donate my organs to save lives and any unused remains to science. My spirit will be long gone from my body and will serve no purpose lingering on this earth taking up physical space.  If the living want to remember me, then do just that, but from any location on the globe. I will not be looking down on this earth, watching over the living, I will be in paradise, living my best (after) life.  I cannot become an angel and protect my loved ones, there are angels and spirits available for that purpose. 

Death is just as beautiful as birth. It is the omega to the alpha. Because we are selfish, we get excited and anticipate new lives being born into our world; while, dreading and hurting over deaths of loved ones. I do not fear death but dying. The way one dies is to be feared. No one wants to feel pain or leave behind others in pain. Well, most people don't anyway. I think about people that commit suicide and know that there is a degree of revenge or pain that they do want to inflict on the living. Suicide is the ultimate selfish act. I cannot say that it has never crossed my mind, nor that I have never attempted to end my life; however, nothing could bring me to quit living and leave behind such hurt. 

Every life is sacred and created for a specific purpose. Our job is to enjoy the time we have here on earth while trying to fulfill our purpose. Be grateful for being and the opportunities at hand. I am humbled to have served others in my work and look forward to every opportunity that has come and is yet to come. 

!Vida Amorosa!💗 

    

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