It really does happen in threes?
Oh my gosh! Sandy Romelli, a high school classmate died this week.
Richard Stites, a beautiful sweet peaceful man, computer nerd to artist, co-owner of javadog gallery in Cottonwood, with his wife Ramona, died this week.
And little Oyuki (sp?), my friend Meily’s little girl, died this week.
My friend Daniel, who I wrote about a few weeks ago, is alive and well, a miracle man it is being said.
What can you say? What can I say? My friend Dolores gave a talk last night to the Eclectic Club and said “when someone is born, we all rejoice, when someone dies, everyone on the other side rejoices!”
On Oprah tonight, Elizabeth Edwards, in facing her own pending death with a diagnosis of terminal cancer, says it is different once you bury a child. She didn’t explain what she meant, I assume she meant that she will be with her son Wade and that gives her comfort. What comforts us when we lose someone we love? You know, when you are family, the grief is expected.
Yet, I am confused a bit about my own feelings. If I can articulate them, it’s more about grieving for the loss I know the family members, the other people who love that person, will feel. It’s not for the person who has passed over, for I believe life continues and those who suffered on earth, whether in their bodies, in physical pain or mental/emotional pain, they are free of all that.
I notice that it can really be an intellectual belief until the pain comes close to home. Can I walk my talk? Is it true that is what I believe?
Oh, dear G-d, please send comforting light and love to the families of these dear ones…and please make the passing over to the other side peaceful for those passing over…
b’shalom
Lori
Dieing is just a transition from one state of being to another. When we die, it’s not the end of life, but the demarcation point between two lives. We move on to the next stage. We’ll be surrounded by those who we have known and those who we have not yet met. There is nothing to morn by passing on. However, it doesn’t stop us from doing it anyway.
We’re only human. We have intense emotions that define us. And we are selfish. When someone we love dies, instead of rejoicing that they are now free from this mortal coil, we morn. We don’t morn for them, instead we morn for ourselves. They are no longer in our lives. We no longer share this existence with them. We are left more alone.
We should be happy for those who have moved on. That’s what we need to remember. They aren’t gone forever. They are on the other side, and they are waiting for us to join them.
jshultz
May 8, 2009