As Layers of Love Pass on


This week my last uncle on my dad’s side of the family passed away. As I reflect back at  how through my life span both on my dad’s and mother’s side one by one family members being taken away, I think about how each family loses a layer of the dynasty. I like many romanticize that each layer briefly gets reunited and it becomes one huge meet and greet. Answers to long lost questions get answered, deep rooted grudges and wounds get resolved or healed. I do think for a short period of time believe that during the transition from flesh to spirit there’s a common gathering for family and loved ones to re connect but then we all get placed somewhere else.

   I am awe struck how each generation emerges then slowly dies off to leave yet another layer to re-generate and learn, well, hopefully learn from past mistakes. I have seen both in my family tree and in others that new layers end up repeating something they thought was very right but ended up being very wrong. I often wonder if we keep re-breeding going through infinite cycles to correct the wrongs.

   Each generation tries to stick to tradition while adopting the new. I wonder if my grandparents and their parents if they were still about today if they would be able to handle how convenient but complex how living has gotten. I remember my dad before he passed away warning me not to get old and how he worried about the struggles I was facing, how my generation and the generations after would handle all the newfangled ways. The older I get I begin to understand his moans and groans and I also witness not only family members aging and dying off but actors and singers and public figures exiting out. It doesn’t make me feel older per se but it does bring things into focus. People we love die that is part of life. The more tightly we try to hold onto someone or something the less likely we are to get on with our life’s purpose here. We all have something we are supposed to do and sometimes people end up for filling their life’s purpose before we do and they move on to another level. Unfortunately not all that have lost the love of their life understand or embrace that concept.

   I think about the spiritual journey that all those before me are now on. I don’t believe that those now in spirit form can see what we post on social media regarding how much they are missed or wishing them a happy birthday but I do believe they can receive our thoughts, hear our prayers. The best way to remember and honor the ones we love is not to stay stuck in hurt but to carry on our journey until we get to re-connect with them.

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