
They’re there, pressed against the glass,
The curtain drawn between ourselves
And the other side. We press our palms
In hope of touching those we loved,
A message or a gentle whisper in our ear.
We need that simple word to smooth
Away the thought we could have changed
The way the story came to end,
That somehow we are not to blame.
I’m watching the Netflix show, Surviving Death and I’m finding it fascinating. I think a lot of people have a fascination with death, a need to know that our loved ones who have died are OK, and that we have nothing to worry about when our time comes.
I’ve always been terrified of death and I’ve had some struggles in dealing with it. And I’ve not really lost anyone close to me so I don’t know where the worry comes from. The only thing I can think of that may have kicked it off was when I experienced a few deaths in quite violent circumstances when I was young.
When I was seven, a family friend committed suicide and I remember my mum trying to explain to me that he chose to die. It had never occurred to me that you had the power to choose and it made my blood run cold.
Not long after that a family member was murdered. He was gay and somebody who was very against the gay community followed him home from a club and stabbed him to death.
So I guess that I did learn to fear death that year. I found that life was quite fragile and could be snatched from us easily. And I guess that I worried that it was painful in these circumstances. That could be why I feel drawn to mediumship and the like. I want to know that it’s OK on the other side and that death wasn’t a painful experience. Was it quick? Was it euphoric? How aware were they of those final moments?
I’m so fascinated by it but I’ve never actually visited a medium. I do have my reservations that some of it is a scam, and that God may be angry at me for messing around with the spirit world.
There are so many questions and none of them will ever be definitively answered. But I do believe that if trying to communicate brings some comfort to people who are grieving, surely that can’t be a bad thing?
Much Love
Rachel xx
BINNZYtheWRITER
It’s a tough one and i was in this position of not knowing anyone until recently. But ive learned to take solace in knowing of the life they’ve lived and the impact left on people and the world. Why we have to enjoy and celebrate those around us while theyre still here instead of one theyve passed.
Nice post though
clcouch123
It’s a good thing to look at because its appearance is inevitable. However, I don’t like thinking about it, and the fact of its coming frankly scares me. I have faith in an afterlife and have known people to die saying just before that they are certain they are going somewhere else that is really good. Maybe a problem with my feelings is that I nearly died a few times in recent years and rather than adapt to dying I now feel put off.
patientandkindlove
There were so many stories on the programme of people feeling blissful when they had near death experiences. It sounded nice, in a weird way…
Margot Kinberg
People really are fascinated by death, aren’t they? We want to know what comes next, and it’s something that we can’t know the way we can come to know other things. If you add to that the fact that we know we are mortal, it’s not surprising people want to make contact with those who’ve passed away.
patientandkindlove
It is the unknown that terrifies me. I wish we could get a few clues before it happens!
Jackjones
The photo reminds me of the film beetlejuice lol brilliant blog post my lovely blog friend
patientandkindlove
ah, thank you x
Mike
I wonder about this too. It always brings me back to contemplating what I’m here for, and what I can do in life (not just think about doing! This is a problem with me!) while I’m here. Thank you for your posts.
crispina kemp
Sorry so late in reading… been a week
patientandkindlove
We all need a break from the internet every once in a while!
crispina kemp
Yea, but preferably not cos of catastrophes! But we do recover. We are resilient