Changing Clothes

A close friend recently bid farewell to her stepson, who had struggled with drug addiction for most of his adult life.  His passing was simultaneously a relief and a great sorrow - he had suffered quite a bit in his final years, and she mentioned to me that now she feels like perhaps he rests at last. 

Grief settles in now as she tries to come to terms with the fact that the material experience that was her stepson is no longer available.   

In spending time with her, this reminded me of a bit that I read long ago about the process of dying, and what it is like. I imagine that it is very much like changing our clothes - a simple event that all of us do very frequently, and which we take as a natural and normal part of our living cycle.    

This experience that we call life is leaving us all.    Eventually, we will move on to other experiences, where we will gather more information for our journey. Is there a final destination? Probably not.   But there needn't be - because infinity understands no limitations, and when we move beyond our current boundaries of life and death, we will experience oneness with infinity, and our limits then will be redefined or removed entirely. 

The process of biomechanical death is probably no more
significant than the process of changing one's clothing. 

This means that the process of biomechanical death should be re-examined and perhaps even renamed, and we can perhaps start seeing it for what it really is: one milestone in a journey of many that leads us onward toward greater and deeper understanding of ourselves and our cosmos.     

Remember this when you must return your loved ones to their origins - remember that this is only a milestone.  Your grief is only your current understanding of this materialist experience, and does not represent a complete knowledge of all that happens beyond the visible spectrum.