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pud
climber
Sportbikeville & Yucca brevifolia
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Topic Author's Original Post - May 27, 2015 - 10:35am PT
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Whenever someone we know and maybe love dies, we mourn.
We think not of them, but of ourselves and our needs.
Our need to have them among the living.
It is selfish but giving. A paradoxical equation.
Why does death trigger sadness and anxiety?
Are we not evolved enough to see the beauty in death?
To appreciate it as a door to a higher being?
Do our beliefs hold us captive? We arrive alone, develop relationships, lose them and suffer. An endless circle of defeat.
Can we allow ourselves the insight to realize something not taught?
Something more intuitive?
Perhaps we can learn to appreciate the value of our relationships on a momentary basis. Never taken for granted, but allowed for the moment.
Can we see past the world of our own individual construction?
With death comes freedom, but not for the living.
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Sierra Ledge Rat
Mountain climber
Old and Broken Down in Appalachia
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May 27, 2015 - 10:41am PT
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I don't believe in the afterlife, but I know that death is a beautiful experience.
The few times when I "saw the light" I found myself enjoying the experience and not "fighting" to stay alive whatsoever.
It has me somewhat concerned that I accept my death so readily.
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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May 27, 2015 - 12:27pm PT
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Why does death trigger sadness and anxiety?
It doesn't for the Irish, other than for the poor slob who has to pick
up the tab for the wake.
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SC seagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz, Moab or In What Time Zone Am I?
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May 27, 2015 - 01:25pm PT
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People close to us are part of our lives. They feel like an extension of our body just like an arm or a leg.
If you lose an arm or a leg it hurts even if it was injured beyond repair. It's disruptive to the life you knew.
You eventually make peace with the new normal or wallow in sadness and angst and spiral downward.
Most healthy people make peace with the grief of loss given a gift of time.
Susan
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
The shaggy fringe of Los Angeles
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May 27, 2015 - 10:04pm PT
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We think not of them, but of ourselves
Bingo.
It is the loss, and reminders of a thousand losses at once.
If it was someone you feel you can't live without it's super heavy.
If you can realize that you are being selfish and it's about you not them, there can be quite a relief. May not be easy. Impossible for others without competent counselling.
The disturbance and dischord that takes place in the spirit universe can also be difficult to over come. Having a positive attitude with the ability to uplift others around you is the way to win this over.
Respect for the departed is to finish their tasks, clean up after them as needed so that they can be free for the next great thing.
The Irish wake is the best idea ever.
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MisterE
Gym climber
Being In Sierra Happy Of Place
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May 27, 2015 - 10:46pm PT
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Nice play on the common phrase, pud.
I'm not afraid to die -
why should I be afraid to die?
You've gotta go sometime.
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Branscomb
Trad climber
Lander, WY
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May 28, 2015 - 07:44am PT
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This James Laughlin poem sums it up for me.
The Junk Collector
what bothers me most about
the idea of having to die
(sooner or later) is that
the collection of junk I
have made in my head will
presumably be dissipated
not that there isn't more
and better junk in other
heads & always will be but
I have become so fond of
my own head's collection
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