I’ve told my children that when I die, to release balloons in the sky to celebrate that I graduated. For me, death is a graduation.
– Dr.Elisabeth Kubler-Ross, M.D. (A medical doctor, psychiatrist, and an expert in thanatology – scientific discipline of death and dying)
I have left the title with just this single word because nothing else added after this word is sufficient to explain the understanding which this phenomenon brings into our lives.
I have met people who have lost their dear ones, listened to their heartaches and witnessed the void it has set into their lives. Yet, until the time I experienced one myself, I did not realize what death can teach us which life does not remind us about.
Though I have come across few relatives’ death, the first death of somebody with whom I had spent day and night for 12 long years was my pet dog Ceasar’s death. People who have lived with dogs will know how these little ones dissolve into our everyday lives and families. With today it’s a year since he left us and as I went over my last year’s journal, I found these words I had written on that night.
Love – Life is all about spreading love to everybody. This is what the last 10 days (while he was unwell) and Ceasar’s death had taught me. There is no harm in loving others…..Feeling for others gives a new meaning to life…..Everybody, I am sure will realize this at least once in their lifetime. Sadly most realize when they become old on the death-bed when they have missed to love many they have met…..Love can save the earth from guilt and regret…..What Ceasar has taught me, nobody else has before. What a great soul he is – decided to undergo pain to make us learn our lives’ lessons.
True that two wet eyes, a heavy heart and a grief-stricken soul have written these words that night. 365 days past these emotions, today I am reflecting on why death reminded me of love. Isn’t it more connected with sadness, longings, bereavement? Then why love? What made me write on love?
It is not just one of those periods when emotions blindly mask the existence of a mind. Diving a lot more deeper through the tunnel of superficial emotions, death sheds light on few irreversible verities – The truth
In the impermanence of reality
In the uncertainty of existence
In the emptiness of shallow possessions
And that’s where and when an understanding of the concept of love springs – not of the kind of love we talk about everyday – love of the kind we have not heard and spoken of!
More on death and love in the coming posts…..
Painting (Death) – www.currys.com
Painting (Tunnel of Death) – www.presidiacreative.com