Today I found out that an acquaintance of mine had passed away this year due to natural causes that he was aware of. Because I usually skip the orbituary pages, I had missed the news of his passing, and failed to learn about this on Facebook also. He was 39, and had written his own orbituary, organised the funeral down to a T. Just like my Grandpa did.
Just two weeks ago, Brenda urged Pam and I to write our own eulogies after attending a talk. She said it would be a very powerful exercise that would help identify what we’d like to achieve in our lifetime. She’s right, but I would choose to do so for another reason.
I have this thing about goodbyes, and so I will certainly write my eulogy address and orbituary, not forgetting a will, as a last goodbye to my friends. Ideally, my organs will be donated for transplantation purposes. And should I be cremated (depending of the remnants of my body from the donation), I would hate to go in a wooden coffin, so an eco coffin for me, please. The incineration process is energy intensive enough as it is.
Life is a journey, and death isn’t the end. It is a transition to the next stage of life, and for those who believe it, we will meet once again on the soul plane and continue our journey in another lifetime. But while we are here on earth, we had better make good use of this time to do things that mean something to us. Otherwise, in my opinion, this is a life that is not worth living.
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