Is death real or just illusion?

Ever since I first read about Einstein and his theories (at about nine or ten) I have thought about death and his conservation of energy.

While I miss loved ones who are no longer 'alive' I continue to talk to them in the privacy of my own heart and home. There have been enough signs that messages get received, somehow. So I maintain faith in conservation of energy, whether one might put such faith into the column of traditional religious theory or practical scientific observation, or a fusion of the two.

While I don't subscribe to the traditional religious doctrines, I do allow that anything is possible and I see miracles nearly every day. There is so much beyond what my senses can perceive, so much beyond what my brain can grasp. Even my small spirit can tell there is so much more.

So, I miss some who are gone. Miss their sounds, smells, spontaneity, touch, interaction, but I do not miss their essence. That stays with me. Time and physical realities cannot take that away from me. As my mind is small and weak, it seems likely their essence is not just in my wee little head. They are somewhere, and they can reach me in many ways, if I allow for things beyond what I know to be and what I believe to be.

For what it's worth, though I am oft very sad at the absence in my present existence, I know they are somewhere near, and often reaching out as I reach out to them.

Perhaps someday science will prove the soul, the essence. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/robert-lanza/does-death-exist-new-theo_b_384515.html

For me it has always been a matter of science AND spirit. I can do both.

Hope you all get some messages now and then too. Hope it gives you comfort.

I've read this over and over again and I'm still lost for words.
I too find myself sad at the absence of my loved ones, my Mum especially. I wish I could feel her closer to me. Some days I catch myself thinking I should call her and then a profound sadness overtakes when I realize I can't...

Maybe those are the days she's reaching out to me ? I'd like to think so.

I have so many thoughts on this and I can't seem to put them into words, so frustrating.

I do want to thank you for posting this though.

I'd love to hear what others think on this subject.

:hug: :loveya: :hug:

kesha

that words fail me (and that's saying something!)

But, being a preacher, I'll talk anyways.

How can a spirit, a soul "die"? Life is beyond the limitations of the rational enlightenment that we pride ourselves. God is more than a fantasy or a comfort idea. The gentle purr of a cat, the slow deep breath of a sleeping baby, the breaking of dawn on a cold frosty morning... they all point ahead, saying "there's more."

I believe death points us to that "something more." But we're afraid of the transition, and we know all too well the pain of being left behind, the enormous grief that relentlessly erodes the sands of our earthly certainty. We can't see beyond, therefore we can't get there by logic and conjecture.

When my mom died, I was 3 hours away. Yet something woke me up that morning, so that when the phone call came at 4:30 a.m., I was already wide awake. When I finally saw her in person, I was astonished to see two things: her eyes were partially opened, and she had the faintest, yet most beautiful smile on her face. Whatever she saw, it was beautiful.

And while my dad and I cried together in her room, suddenly her stereo turned on all by itself. The song that played from the CD was Natalie Cole singing "unforgettable" with her deceased father. NOBODY can convince me that that was merely a coincidence.

My mom is with me right now as I put my words on the screen. I know it with absolute certainty.
Love never ends. Never.

My faith may waiver, my strength fade, my self-preservation and ego that demands "I can do this by myself" melts in the face of love. Love breaks the hardest of hearts, lifts up the lowly, and offers the only solution to "what is it that I want".

It's taken me a while to figure out that Love and Grief are partners, and they take turns leading. Tonight, it's love.

Love flows into other vessels (us), turns to mists which envelop (us), becomes light which guides us)

The vessel, our corporal body, is just a tool used for a time. Love is the entity, the guiding energy. Perhaps, for those who believe in a creator, love is part of that creator's hand, manifesting in multitude.

For those who might not believe in a creator, love is still an energy which cannot be denied, debunked, denatured. Love can only be declined by the individual. That is free will. Only a fool would decline sharing that energy.

Thank you, and HELLO, ALL.

I do not believe in death. imo we just change. i have read too much quantum physics now and had too many experiences and now I know.
http://www.nderf.org/beyond_light_pmh.htm