Transitioning
Yesterday morning my father in law transitioned. It was a sad but glorious day because what I believe is that he has reached another level of life and love and has been lifted from his pain and united with spirit. I no longer view death as only darkness and frankly view it more as light, a possible reason to celebrate. I sense that the journey after death is a sacred one and may not be as permanent as we might think. I don't profess to know where we go but given the numerous stories we have all heard from those who have had near death and temporary death experiences it seems that where we go is heavenly and filled with joy. It certainly is described as something of a magical experience in spite of it being a mystery. I think that the invitation is to live this life we have been gifted with and to know that when it ends it is only the body, our shell that remains. When my father in law passed I looked down at his body and sensed that his spirit was not inside of it and suddenly I was compelled to kneel down. I closed my eyes and I could feel his spirit over me as if to say, "I am not in that body anymore, I have been lifted". At that very moment I cried and I understood more clearly the joy of being released.
Lovely words...thank you:) XO
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