What if there is no afterlife? I've always been agnostic... knowing my puny human brain and ephemeral existence cannot possible fathom the vast truths of the universe. We are ants staring up at the Golden Gate Bridge, seeing one I-beam and thinking it is the universe. Is there more than one universe? We only see a sliver of the color spectrum. We wonder at what our senses perceive, but they are limited by the reach of our bodies. Even our imaginings are feeble compared to what is. But what if this human body is all we get? We live. We die. Our bodies are meant to feed the soil, and our energy is sent back out to the stars. What if we simply feed the universe? What if we are a functional part of an immense Whole that could never be understood by our over-stretched synapses?
Many of my new friends in the several Bereaved Parents groups I have joined, have seen mediums and can feel their children's presence in their everyday lives. I'm still waiting for contact. I want to believe that Chelsea can see and hear me. I want to believe her energy is pure consciousness. I want to believe she somehow lives on. I can't say I do or I don't believe, but I desperately want to hang onto that hope. The afterlife is Schrodinger's Cat... it does and it doesn't exist until I die and know for sure... or until Chelsea comes back to see me.
Many of my new friends in the several Bereaved Parents groups I have joined, have seen mediums and can feel their children's presence in their everyday lives. I'm still waiting for contact. I want to believe that Chelsea can see and hear me. I want to believe her energy is pure consciousness. I want to believe she somehow lives on. I can't say I do or I don't believe, but I desperately want to hang onto that hope. The afterlife is Schrodinger's Cat... it does and it doesn't exist until I die and know for sure... or until Chelsea comes back to see me.
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