Life and Death
A very good friend of mine used to say “People don’t die, they just go back to square one in a new, possibly better, place.”
That might be true. And the more I think about it now, years after he left this world, I’m convinced that he was either telling the truth or he was out of his mind. I like the first option better. Just watch the nature. It’s pretty amazing how when winter comes, everything just…disappears: the trees are no longer green, the birds aren’t singing so happily like they do in the summer, and the sun is covered by the big, gray clouds. And just when you think Mother Nature won’t be able to fight the cold, she does it and the birds start singing, the leaves start growing back and the sun shines and there’s no cloud on the sky. Just like magic.
Makes me wonder if people can’t be reborn after their death, the “human winter”. If our body makes our hair and nails grow longer and longer, why shouldn’t we think that the spirit can be reborn? Or is the correct term reincarnation? It probably is.
When someone dear to you dies, you cope with the pain and grief by saying that he/she went to a better place. What if that place is Earth itself? Thinking that a stranger you cross paths with one morning on your way to a coffee shop might actually be someone you knew a long time ago could be a comforting thought.
And if my friend was right, maybe I’ll someday meet his spirit again. That is a thought that comforts me a great deal!
