At Different Levels


Today would have been my dad’s 96th birthday, he passed away three years ago. Almost daily on social media I see postings of happy birthdays to loved ones who have past on. I understand their grieving or devotion or even their connection still to the loved one but when I see something like happy birthday wish to someone no longer here it makes me think.

   We all have our own personal spiritual beliefs, some through our religious upbringing or a collection throughout our life. Myself, I am the latter. I always believed that once we left our physical shell and became all spirit that we ascended to somewhere higher and better and our contact with loved ones was very limited or cut off completely. Not having any actual proof of what really happens once we die, I have assumed that whatever age a person passes on at that is the age they stay; there are no more age counts. Once you leave the human shell there is no age or time or illness. Since we are all on different journeys here when we pass we either level up or start a new journey.

   So when I see people posting happy birthdays to loved one passed I often wonder if it’s their way of still connecting with them or if they actually believe the loved one passed is stopping on the journey to receive a birthday wish. It’s a visual social media conformation that the loved one passed is being remembered. Before Face Book and Instagram or Twitter we mourned and remembered to ourselves now it’s all out there. I often feel pressured to follow suit, click like or make a comment to show people my love or devotion to that loved one. Here’s the thing, I am both mentally, emotionally and spiritually in a different mindset. I am more into prayer and meditation and remembering in my own time and way.

   So today my dad is either forever 93 or ageless but I will not be wishing him a happy birthday. Humans are the only beings that are time and age oriented, spirits are not. If I want to remember my dad or any loved one passed I don’t need a day etched in time to do that

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