The stories of afterlife always fell short once l left high school.There were too many loose threads. But was there any reason to live if l rejected the whole cloth of god? Now I find grace in living even if the dust just settles permanently on me.
Catholicism taught me this mantra “Our purpose is to know, love and serve God in this world and the next.” Then l went searching down the religious crossroad ( like Blueblades said ) there was just a wilderness of martyrs on pikes —wreathed, garlanded, votive candles blazing —their dead fingers extended. Problem was each pointing out the “True Path”— in every direction criss-cross. useless
The life-everlasting that l honestly hold and that comforts me is ....TaTa! only the life that l presently, day-to-day live.
The real grace (A life past my life) l have found has been when someone has let me open my heart with out crushing me. That benefit is powerful..l think even immortal. Since it helped me, why not transmit that simple grace? It is a simple way to move past my own last breath.
The daily release of whatever narrative l was supposed to fulfill, l just accept the loss, let go of failures , mistakes and bad choices-I try to be honest about experiences going through this “Fire Swamp”. If the truth will set me free or take the sting out of death this is the only way l feel it for myself. I have lost family but gained family too. Others in this world need that grace. I find them , they are many. When l discovered religion bred hypocrisy, l left it.
I saw the life breath leave a person —but see their power persist through the lives they touched. This is the immediate, earthy, practical life -after -death l hold to now.
I have so many messes in my life but so much beauty . The fake narratives l felt l was supposed to be inhabiting hurt me. When l feel l have to pretend in my own life l drive myself and others crazy.( Lots of things will do this to you—not just religion )
I got to see a good counselor on and off and that point of “grace” l mentioned earlier—someone l could honestly open up to— confirmed (to me at least)that we can pass on enduring good. Having some mercy on one another is good. Listen mercifully and see that you become braver anc it empowers others to go forward with strength to make better choices too. Let’s them aspire to honesty. It is the least but it truly is so much.
This thread provided a moment of grace for me. Thanks for listening. And thanks for talking.