DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR STING?

 Sir,

It’s been six years since you passed; and I’m still trying to figure out how to exist in a world in which you don’t. You lived a life so full and loving that every day I feel like such an under achiever and I miss you every day. The anniversary of your passing had me considering the many facets of life and how death is, ironically, actually a part of life.

I think sometimes we never consider our mortality until we lose someone we love or know. That’s always the wake-up call, shakes up your world and reminds you that no matter how invincible you think you are or whatever riches you possess, we all share a universal human condition – mortality. Death is something one can’t avoid.
The best and worst characteristic of the grim reaper is, he shows up when you least expect it. I say the best because the uncertainty of life should trigger a zeal for life that can only be encapsulated in living the best version of your life – free from self-judgement.

Death

Death is actually only painful for the people who have to continue living. They have to deal with the pain of living without you but as the deceased, your journey is completed.
Death is particularly one scary thought as it continually hangs over our heads, as a web that we can’t avoid and will one day come for you with its unknown sticky entanglements. There is an array of theories about what happens when we die or where we go. Christian theories teach us about heaven and hell. In order to enter heaven, you have to be ‘saved’ and if not then you’re off to hell. I know I’m simplifying the ideology, there is much inter-sectionality to consider but for the purpose of this, we will keep it basic.

Energy

I genuinely believe that good and kind people will enter ‘heaven’; we are all aware that some so-called ‘saved’ people live the most questionable lives. Other teachings highlight how the human spirit is energy, and the law of energy states that energy cannot be created nor destroyed but transferred. This school of thought suggests that when we die, we take up another form of existence, which means after-life.

The biggest fear common among the populace is the glaring fact that nobody really knows what happens when we pass. There are theories and opinions but none is fact. I imagine death is also quite subjective; my experience of death will surely differ from the next person’s.

The key lesson of mortality is to live fully and presently. Out time on earth is shockingly limited. We spend most of our lives learning to love ourselves, juggling societal expectations while trying to achieve our dreams.

Dreams

Some dreams we are actually ashamed to utter loudly in fear of sounding stupid. But it takes someone dying near you for you to be electrocuted back to life. At times we float through life without considering the great opportunity you have – because you woke up. In all honesty, it shouldn’t take death to remind you of the beauty of life.
We should be celebrating this every day; the little things are what make the biggest impressions on us.

There is so much peace in those little things, that can’t be physically quantified.
Mortality always reminds me to live. To honour myself by being true to every aspect of my existence. Yet, we must not wait for death to remind us of this, it should be a concept we live every day.

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