Enormous snow flakes, a quarter the size of my palm, sailed past my window on the last morning of March. They looked like ripped pieces of paper raining from the sky. I stared for moments, shaking my head in disbelief at their size, their timing, their existence.
Existence is a funny thing, not ha-ha funny, but wow and can-you-believe, funny. Do you ever wonder or am I alone in this? Alive, dead. Flowers that spring after the winter frost, those that never see the sun again. And what of people? Chi, energy, or lack thereof. What happens next?
Are we gone forever, cold, lifeless, without blood or heartbeat? Is there an energy, an intelligence that lives on without our bodies? Are we still recognizable to ourselves and others through consciousness? Is there communication? It is the greatest of mysteries, and there’s no way to ascertain information or answers without dying, or almost dying.
An answerless puzzle for humanity. But I sit with it. I sit with it because I miss my parents, and others who have died. I don’t want to believe these relationships are forever gone but I don’t want to believe what isn’t so either. I remain open to the prospects because to close myself would be akin to another death.
Its why I started lifewall.org. A place for us all to post our joys, sorrows and remember our loved ones, thus ensuring their existence on this planet. I believe we all should have a way to mark our existence.
As do I – I’ve been giving a lot of thought to ‘existence’ and marking ours and our loved ones is right up there for me!
well i hope you join our wall and tell your friends…think of it as wet cement and you get to leave your mark for history…There are no sign ups and its anonymous. thanks for checking it our.
Life is such a miracle. When we clear out cob-webs, limiting beliefs and start to love ourselves, we begin to experience Magic. And this magic is proof that, life is not something that will end one day abruptly. Wendy, as you have said, an energy, an intelligence will live on. All the best with your musings, thoughts and writing.