Death and Children (Children first)

This week on the New Normal I’m going to be sharing experiences with another magical and pagan mother Alexis Doyle (who coincidentally also has a talk show, the Cauldron of Knowledge, on LiveParanormal.com). We’ll be talking about how to raise your kids so that they don’t lose their psychic abilities the way so many of us did when previous generations told us that “there is no such thing as magic”, “you’re just imagining it”, “That was just a coincidence”, and “there’s no such thing as… (fill in the blank)”.

Let’s face it, considering how often we were told to ignore our personal experiences, it’s amazing that we have any ability to form a reasonable conclusion about anything.

I expect we’ll cover interacting with other kids, our kids interactions with other adults, and maybe some interacting with other kids who we see getting their psychic perceptions sat on. I’ve asked her to talk about Indigo Children, something I haven’t had a chance to get into much. Anyway, as usual, it’ll be Wednesday from 8-9 pm eastern time. [That’s the 26th, and you’ll be able to use that date to look the podcast up on itunes in a few days.]

On death, well, let’s just say that I’m thinking about it a bit because our family is getting ready for my father dying. Yeah, I actually said dying. Not passing, passing away, moving on, not any of the other myriad euphemisms our culture has for death. He’s going to die, pretty soon, and using other words isn’t going to change that. It’s not like we all aren’t going to die, and most of us know too many good people who’ve already done it. Why do we avoid saying it? Well, it could be the old “don’t speak of something if you don’t want to attract its attention” bit. {Money! Lots of Money, moneymoneymoney! Also health! happiness! Respect!} There’s also the fact that we can’t know until “it’s too late” whether the person we are talking to is going to freak out if we actually say die. Some people do, and I’m beginning to understand how avoiding watching them wince can be a good thing.

Last year, I think it was, I was asked to speak at Eastern Mass Pagan Pride Day on the death of Issac Bonewitts (I think I was the only one the organizers knew who’d actually spoken to him). Issac made huge and multiple impacts on the course of neo-paganism in America, and many more people who’d read his work, or joined the ADF felt his loss.

First of all, people are afraid of what they don’t know, so people are nervous about what happens after they die. Quite aside from the Christian concept of the afterlife being a place of reward or punishment, there’s the whole insecurity of not having “solid evidence” on which we can prepare for it. If you knew that everything that was going to happen to you in the future was based on the outcome of what you did during a brief test, that test would have you nervous, and not just because you might have the answers wrong, but how do you know you wont just make a dumb mistake? We do all the time in life. How do we know the criteria for testing? That requires faith that we’ve picked the right religion, and as there are so many, how secure can we be that ALL those others are wrong? It’s a matter of faith.

Many of us are more comfortable with the “spiritual recycling” system known as reincarnation. It makes sense given the way the rest of the world works. All matter recycles. Heck, the Big Bang is supposed to Re-bang eventually.

Some of us remember glimpses of our past lives (not many, thank goodness, can you imagine remembering ALL of them? That would be more distracting than trying to text and drive at the same time!). My best guess is that we do continue, but a lot of what we experience when we aren’t wearing bodies is projections of our expectations and desires. This explains why there are so many different images of the Afterlife that mystics have seen over the years.

Death seems like it’s not a bad deal- from everything we can tell through mediums, people who’ve had near-death experiences, and others who believe they have “pierced the veil”. There’s a lot of light, love, reunions with loved ones who’ve already died, you are released from pain and all the other inconveniences of a body that doesn’t work as you’d like. Let’s face it, mostly people die because there’s something seriously wrong with their body. (I figure that’s why murder is a crime, you’re stealing a perfectly good body from someone, and then, not even using it!) When you die you get to look back over what you’ve done, remember past lives to put this one in context, then do some planning for your next one. Also, some people seem to be able to take a bit of vacation between lives- even driving a car as I heard in one example recently. (“They have cars in heaven?” Well, yes, if that’s the thing you’ve been missing while you were ailing.) So Death is a really good thing, except- we don’t want it now, thank you very much.

Why not? Because, as I said at the P.P.D., suppose someone gave you an all expenses paid trip around the world, on which you could do all the things you’ve ever wanted, take as long as you like, cost is not an object. Great deal isn’t it? But the catch is- you have to go alone. Can’t take anyone with you. Well, gee, that’s a bummer. Worse, you can’t even phone home to tell everyone you’re doing OK. That kind of nixes the whole deal for most of us. No matter how good it is for us, and even if it’s cost free, we don’t want to be separated from our friends. Even if there’s someone else we love who we’ll see on the trip. No wonder most of us have to be forced to go. To die.

In cultures where people haven’t suppressed all psychic abilities, there is more of a chance to get in contact with the dead, but sadly,if you can’t do it yourself and need help making that connection, there’s always the possibility that the person who’s “helping” you may be taking unfair advantage. Sadly, our laws are now designed so that in order to prevent fraud, we’ve defined it all as fraud. Talk about throwing the baby out with the bathwater!

So expect the topic of Death to come up a bit for the next few months. I don’t feel it’s morbid, but it is deeply fascinating, and very interwoven with life.  I’d be happy to read any thoughts you have on death.

Dance of the dead

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