Death is inevitable in human life. This
very thought is invigorating and humbling. The
first time I got close to it was when I lost my mother. And the second
time when I lit my father’s funeral pyre.
At that moment, I only wanted to hug my
dad and bring him back. I realized how lonely one is in grief. I had people
around me who cared about me and would have done anything to comfort me. But I
stood alone, not knowing what to do and how to deal with the intense grief. I
was alone in a moment that belonged to me, my father, and grief connected by
that fire. The reminder that I am mortal came early in my life.
A
cremation ground reminds us of our mortality in a powerful way. When somebody
dies, the mortal nature of our existence hits us somewhere. If you are a little
more sensitive, any dead form hits you mentally and emotionally. This is
because the space between life and death is so fragile. Our existence becomes
more meaningful when we consciously realize that we will not be permanent. It
is necessary to remember that we are dust; to dust, we shall return. This
realization in the body and mind is significant in making us satisfied with our
lives. Contemplating our mortality can ease our angst and make our lives more
meaningful.
We are
busy belittling others or caught up in a mindless pursuit of pleasure,
power, and immediate gratification. As a result, we often become overwhelmed
and washed through with chaotic energies. We lose track of the reality that
such a foolish chase will not make us immortal. Hence a reminder that we will
not last forever is desperately needed to maintain balance within ourselves and
the universe.
My
abrupt encounter with mortality has helped me pursue meaning in life. It has
changed the landscape of how and why I exist. My connection with nature has
been my most incredible healing from any form of grief, harmonizing my internal
rhythms. From time to time, I prefer to disconnect from the modern world and
take on frequencies that support my mind and body. My connection to Mother
Earth reminds me daily that I do not belong here forever and must play my part
well in whatever I choose to do to bring meaning to my life and others.

How trivial is the human mind, often acting as an Enchantress, building a web of negativity all around us. Human mind is the most powerful, yet most foolish tool in our hands. It all depends on oneself if we choose to tame it or vice versa.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed Bloomy.
Yes, absolutely! Thanks
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