When a soul completes the experience of life on earth – in other words, when a body dies – it doesn’t simply ‘rest in peace’. Nor does it float around in the sky for eternity, gazing down on the still-living – what would be the point in any of that?
And it doesn’t follow relatives around, trying to get a message through or influencing their every thought and action. It doesn’t even ‘come through’, as is often claimed… non-physical existence isn’t experienced in a geographical location that requires travel, followed by entry through some kind of doorway or barrier. There is only space, in which everything exists, but at different levels of awareness. Communication and contact between a physical and non-physical dimension is conducted energetically, mind to mind, and is, realistically speaking, always going to be subject to distortion and misinterpretation to one degree or another. Death IS the reality of existence, to which we return again and again; physical life allows for creativity, for evolution, and for growth of the whole. Death is not the ‘other side’ of life, an after-thought – it is the engine-room of existence. And physical life is an incredibly powerful and necessary tool in the development and expansion of the collective soul – of which we are all a part. Our physical universe is expanding, and so is our energetic universe… something that cannot occur if everything stays the same – with every person experiencing life at exactly the same stage of evolution… thinking, acting, and living in the same way… and then dying at the same age. I absolutely believe this to be true – I cannot prove it… but I believe it. It makes logical sense to me.
However, from a human viewpoint, because the loss of a loved one is so agonisingly painful, what I am suggesting is difficult to accept. For many, it is easier to believe that the deceased are now floating free in the company of also deceased relatives and friends, with nothing else to do but chill-out and watch over the living. Experience has taught me that human beings either can’t bear to think of life after death as being anything but an easy, angelic kind of existence, or that it is a morbid subject to be avoided at all costs, or that it is a ridiculous, childish notion designed to deflect the truth – that all there is beyond death is oblivion. Oh, and there are quite a few who sit on the fence and say, “well, I believe in something, but I can’t really say what it is.” And who can argue with any of it, given that no-one can possibly produce irrefutable proof? We can only consider and process the facts as they make themselves known to us, we can only decide whether or not the ‘evidence’ makes sense to us – we can only think for ourselves, refusing to merely take on board someone else’s unchallenged, unquestioned version of the ‘truth’. A lot of beliefs are what I call cozy: they are comfortable and not to be held up for scrutiny, and this works for some people. Speaking for myself, I cannot leave well alone, and am hugely fascinated by the ongoing journey of the soul, and the role played by the experience of physical life.
Young souls create such a ripple…
Recently, a young man I had never had the pleasure to meet, died suddenly and publicly. He was a lovely, ambitious, polite, hard-working and much loved soul. There was no mystery to his passing from a physical point of view; he was engaged in a highly dangerous sport, and many others had gone before him – but not recently, thanks to rigorous efforts made in the name of safety. It was one of those situations in which a second either way would probably have led to a completely different outcome – it was an accident that no-one realistically could have anticipated or planned for. But none of that was of any consolation to his family, friends, colleagues, and fans. You could ask the question, “why him, with such a bright future ahead? What is the reason, the point? Especially when there are so many wrong-doers still allowed to breathe the same air as the rest of us?” And I would have to say, “I honestly, truthfully don’t know.” I really wish that I did. There is much that cannot acceptably be explained away, and we have no choice other than to live with it. However, what interests me more is the journey that a soul takes, following their death; after all, aren’t we all going to die one day? Isn’t this something we should all be interested in? It isn’t morbid or sick to want to understand more about that aspect of our existence; in fact, surely it is more healthy to be open to it than closed and fearful?
Having said that, I completely understand that none of us wants to think about the loss of our loved ones, or about us leaving them behind to cope without us. That is heartbreaking. But the fact still remains that we are all going to take that journey one day, and I believe that becoming more informed could possibly make loss a little bit easier. Most of us don’t fear our own passing, and it isn’t death, as such, that is the problem – it is the sense of loss that is so agonising and that we dread the most. But, if we could feel the essence of that person, if we knew for sure that they retained a sense of self and awareness, and that they were engaged in something meaningful, surely that would help?
As for the young man, I opened my mind and asked for a connection with him if possible, aware that I would be very blessed if it happened. I did ‘see’ him, in my usual way, briefly, and the initial sense was one of great concern for his loved ones, combined with a sense of wonderment. I understood him to be one who paid attention to detail, who genuinely loved what he did, and who was fascinated by every aspect of it. And I knew that he could feel the essence of his heroes who had gone before, and that he would continue to create, and to absorb knowledge, in line with his passion. You see, everything has to exist energetically before it can exist physically, and nothing is ever lost or rendered unimportant. The ideas and inventions that come from human minds are plucked, albeit unconsciously, from the great creative store of life. And human experience is a very precious commodity indeed, absorbed by the collective soul, with every physical death. You can imagine the energy of the passionate, expressive, competitive and brave soul, can’t you? And you can be open to the idea that energy doesn’t die, or dissipate like smoke escaping up a chimney?
As a result of that young man’s life, and his death, something will change in this world. He will live on in the hearts of his friends/competitors, and you can bet that projects will be created in his name, for the benefit of others. Safety will also be tightened again, where possible. No-one ever, ever, ever wants to lose a person they love, especially a child… but those who go young appear to have a special purpose, because their passing often has a bigger impact, and a wider ripple effect, than those of us who live to an ‘acceptable’ age (no disrespect to us, of course! We all leave something of worth behind, in our own way). I don’t know why he had to go, at that moment, and on that day… and that is the scary thing about death – we have no choice other than to live with the uncertainty, which is why it is easier not to think about it at all. What I do know is that his spirit is strong, that he is ‘alive’ in the most powerful way, and that he is continuing to expand his experience and his knowledge. And that his loved ones will feel his presence from time to time, and will hear from him again, in whatever way he is able to reach them. And as for me, I will never forget him. After-thought: you might also want to check out my blog, LIFE AFTER DEATH: WHAT HAPPENS TO A SOUL WHO COMMITS SUICIDE? and also one that I wrote in 2017, when our beloved dog was still with us, CONTINUED AWARENESS, BEYOND DEATH – EVIDENCE OR PROOF?