Death

I'm writing this today because death appears to have rules much like life in regard to life after death. Many people don't believe in life after death but my experience is that life doesn't end with death for anyone.

So, therefore preparing for death might even be more important than preparing for life and growing up as a human being here on earth. Or one could say at the very least it is equally as important as what you do growing up and going to school and college and choosing a career or job or getting married or pregnant and having kids.

I had another amazing experience in regard to someone I knew who passed away about in the last month or two. But, I'm told I cannot share that experience yet for a variety of reasons.

Since I can't tell that experience out of honor to those who have recently departed I can tell another story of my father in law when he passed away and of his initial experience on the other side after passing.

This was about 5 years ago right about now. I had gone to the hospital where he was along with my wife and children who all knew he was dying there. However, I'm not comfortable in hospitals because I consider them one of the worst places to die for a variety of reasons. If you can avoid it don't ever die in a hospital. So, I plan to avoid that anyway I can.

But, one never fully knows what is going to happen in life in some ways it is always a big surprise.

So, I and my children decided to drive south to Orange County California where my son's car had broken down because the radiator had given out instead of waiting for my father in law to pass away. But when we got there we couldn't drive my sons car because it wasn't drivable yet. Then I got a call from my wife saying her father had passed on.

So, my 3 children and I all headed back towards the hospital. As I was driving on the freeway, my father in law came to me as he was now free of his body. But, what I found interesting was that his mother and father were there too. So, I told my children to pray for me and my father in law because something amazing was happening and it was so intense I wasn't sure I could drive. So, my two oldest started praying for their grandfather and me. As I drove I saw their grandfather and great grandparents. I knew from previous experiences like this that often the newly departed doesn't know he or she is dead. It's just like a scene out of their teenage or young childhood with their parents or something. Their grandad was playing with his dog called Skip that he had then and throwing a stick for the dog to catch and smiling and laughing a lot. His parents were watching him and he looked to be somewhere between 14 and 17 years of age around there. But, his two wives who had previously died before him were waiting for him and talking to each other as they seemed to be friends now. He was oblivious to the both of them because he was a "newbie" in the heaven realms which sort of goes with the territory.

Later when we flew with his ashes to bury them next to his parents in Saint Louis the place he had been throwing the stick for his dog was the place where his parents graves were too. I was completely stunned that I saw this place before I ever went there. I couldn't understand why their graves and this grassy field where he played fetch with his dog were the same place. Then, in real life I saw the same stick he had been throwing for Skip his dog leaning against his gravestone and I almost fainted seeing this too.

I think we all need to prepare for our deaths spiritually as much as we prepare for life and growing up and college and all that. But, everyone has free will as to what they are going to do in the end.

By the way I never knew he had had a dog but when I described the dog to my wife she showed me pictures of her father with this dog that he loved so much in the late 1920s and early 1930s.

So, even though I am more used to all these kinds of things lining up it really stunned me at a core level to have all these experiences all correlate like this.

On top of all this as I flew from the SF Bay Area my own mother passed away. So, as I transferred planes to Saint Louis a phone call came for me to tell me my own mother died. She had been in a coma for about a month and was in the last stages of senile dementia. "Life is for the Living". I had to make sure my wife and daughter were okay because my Mother hadn't even known who I was for several years at that point.

When I returned to the SF Bay Area I went to the crematorium and kissed my frozen mother on the forehead and pushed her into the furnace. It was so loud I had to go outside not to damage my hearing. As I watched the smoke go up the 1 foot wide chimney I knew she would love the idea of going into space like this as smoke. Bye Mom. one year later we put her ashes in the sea near where John Denver died in his plane. She liked John Denver a lot as a singer and wanted to be buried in the ocean as ashes. We rented a yacht there at the harbor and sailed out to where it was legal for us to do this. I think you have to be 200 yards from shore is the rule on a ship in California. So, the captain of the yacht says he does this a lot for people. About 10 or more family members all got together to see my Mom off about 1 year after she passed on. I had my son pour out the ashes as he was very close to his grandmother.

So, like I said preparing for your death is at least as important as going to school and college and preparing for your life. After all, likely a soul is never born and never dies so you may have been alive for eternity before you were born and another eternity might happen after you pass away from the Earth so you want to be prepared for that because eternity is a long long time whether you believe in Reincarnation or not. You soul goes on forever no matter what you believe in or don't believe in.

When I was young I wanted "To Sleep Perchance to Dream" on my gravestone. But, now I have one for both my parents together but their ashes are elsewhere. And maybe someday my name will be on that stone too with my ashes somewhere else too. But, ashes or bodies have nothing to do with where your soul goes or what it does forever.