Those that have passed are in the places they need to be, despite the state of their bodies, claimed or unclaimed, and all that's left to us are our memories. We would not do to dwell on the pain and agony, but to remember that we are still alive, and need to be so. We've laid them to rest, and we've lived our lives. Tip your heads and say a prayer for them, yes, but then continue your life. Eat your food, make your bread, and LIVE. When something reminds you of someone you once knew, think of it as them telling you that they miss you and love you, and that they are in the hands of Deity now, and that all is as it should be. We all pass, and that also is, as it should be. The cycle of life continues. Another day, another year, another century, the same as we've had for hundreds of thousands of years. Why let those days pass in weeping for the dead, when very soon, we will pass, ourselves, and join them. Either through age, through *accident* of nature or some other cause, we will pass, and we shall join them. The world of the living is just that, a world to be lived in.
If these events touch you, make you weep, then live in response to it. Bare your teeth and declare your life and howl to the open skies that you live yet another day. Be defiant of death, dare him to take you, but know that one day he’ll claim you as well. Live each day as though it were the last. Each breath, each bite of food, each shared touch with another person, let it ALL be precious. For life IS. We have only now, and as soon as we live it, we experience it, each moment passes . . . it slips away . . . to be forgotten, or to twinkle in our minds eternally as a shining jewel of life. Collect those jewels over the treasures of gold and silver, for they are the far more precious, and the far more eternal, imprinting themselves on your soul.
Go in peace and love my friends, harm none, and bright blessings on you all.
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timeasmymeasure
hear hear to jen, from eldar
Date: 2002-09-11 08:48 am (UTC)Those that have passed are in the places they need to be, despite the state of their bodies, claimed or unclaimed, and all that's left to us are our memories. We would not do to dwell on the pain and agony, but to remember that we are still alive, and need to be so. We've laid them to rest, and we've lived our lives. Tip your heads and say a prayer for them, yes, but then continue your life. Eat your food, make your bread, and LIVE. When something reminds you of someone you once knew, think of it as them telling you that they miss you and love you, and that they are in the hands of Deity now, and that all is as it should be. We all pass, and that also is, as it should be. The cycle of life continues. Another day, another year, another century, the same as we've had for hundreds of thousands of years. Why let those days pass in weeping for the dead, when very soon, we will pass, ourselves, and join them. Either through age, through *accident* of nature or some other cause, we will pass, and we shall join them. The world of the living is just that, a world to be lived in.
If these events touch you, make you weep, then live in response to it. Bare your teeth and declare your life and howl to the open skies that you live yet another day. Be defiant of death, dare him to take you, but know that one day he’ll claim you as well. Live each day as though it were the last. Each breath, each bite of food, each shared touch with another person, let it ALL be precious. For life IS. We have only now, and as soon as we live it, we experience it, each moment passes . . . it slips away . . . to be forgotten, or to twinkle in our minds eternally as a shining jewel of life. Collect those jewels over the treasures of gold and silver, for they are the far more precious, and the far more eternal, imprinting themselves on your soul.
Go in peace and love my friends, harm none, and bright blessings on you all.