Personal Belief
"Why was it so necessary to nail down as truths those aspects of life
which had no answers?"
" . . . I did not even touch the vastness of Being and even less
the essence of nonexistence."
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
My Personal Belief
If through the very mysteriousness of life one is able to grasp a
sustaining faith, perhaps this alone is proof of an undeniable presence
in the heavens. I am humbled by knowledge, and simply through that
which I shall not understand, I have developed the belief that
existence on earth is only a mere wisp of that existence which shall
follow one's death. That I do not know what will occur after death
does not worry me; at best, I hope for a unity with an all-encompassing
entity, yet I would not reject the thought of eternal rest. What peace
I have comes through hope and limitless possibilities; it does not rest
in an established faith. If there was ever a working force to sway my
personal beliefs toward a more assured stance with respect to an
eternal life, it was after the death of my brother. I was the only one
present at the moment of his death, and his long expiration was
followed only by peacefulness. His face was that of a young man at
rest. There was nothing to fear in that silent face, and my grief was
only for myself.
Two days passed, filled with anguish, when a quiet peace settled in my
chest and I realized that he never really left my inner being. In me
he lived on.
Following weeks and months brought dreams of Norm, some of which were
given the quality of messages rather than mere conjurings of my own
mind. Thoughts never before conceived in my conscious mind appeared in
my dreams concerning after life; also within my dreams were those
subjects about which Norm had dreamed. It was as if he was living
through me; in my actions, I saw through his eyes.
Many people think of death as the worst occurrence which they shall
have to bear, especially when their lives have been relatively without
pain. Death is no menace to me in itself; the unpleasantness of ill
health or the grief of losing a loved one is that which, for me, evokes
the wary anticipation associated with death.
Given the basis of Christianity, it seems amazing to me that some of
its followers so desperately fight death. They believe in a life
everlasting, where in heaven they shall reside, cleansed of sin,
forever with God. Yet despite this promising array of unearthly
splendor, they seek to prolong life with vigor rather than celebrate
their nearing death. If indeed, they are so certain of heavenly bliss,
there should be no need for fear and death should be more valued than
life.
I do not truly consider myself to be of one established faith for I
detest labels, as it immediately implies their inherent limitations.
Moreover, my religion is a very personal thing, not bound to a certain
mode of thought; labeling would only provoke attention... some of which
is difficult to manage.
I recall several conversations centering on religion in which each of
my questions was countered with a quote from the Bible. I soon felt as
if I was talking with a programmed robot rather than an intelligent,
capable human being. They all seemed bereft of opinion. "But what do
YOU think?" I'd ask, agitated. "It says in the Bible that..." I knew
it was futile to continue. They had been robbed by their own church
denomination; it seemed to me a terrible injustice.
I am unable to accept the Bible as the whole truth, for I feel
existence and its counterpart cannot so easily be explained. While
there are those who profess to believe wholly and completely, I think
certain individuals find it easier to accept their religion's creeds as
truths to avoid the unanswerable questions brooding deep within their
minds. This one problem of life is solved. Perhaps, also, some
individuals are fearful of fostering doubt toward God and salvation,
lest they be turned away on judgment day. To these people, thought is
sinful; yet I believe one is given an exquisite mind with which to
reason and evaluate stimuli; it is a natural function to be inquisitive.
It always bothered me when people would state as a fact that which was
only faith. Why was it so necessary for them to nail down as truths
those aspects of life which had no answers? Despite my thirst for
knowledge, I reveled in the endless possibilities, knowing that I did
not even touch the vastness of Being, and even less the essence of
nonexistence. Since either belief or disbelief toward a given thought
could be one day proven entirely wrong, I found no malignancy in
uncertainty.
I do not feel that living a "good life" should call for a reward in
after life; an indestructive and morally objective existence should be
a reward in itself and should not need the impetus of a reward to live
righteously, for that implies one would live in a lesser degree of
goodliness if he was certain no reward would come in a later form of
being.
The thought of reincarnation into another earthly being after one's
death is, for me, an unpleasant thought. I look upon each being as an
individual which is part of an ultimate whole, and in that belief,
reincarnation has no part. The only indication which could be
attributed to reincarnation are those instances when a person speaks in
a foreign tongue and laments an historic occurrence; the spirit of
another speaking through a living person. To a lesser degree, there is
the inexplicable, yet common feeling of de ja vu. If a person has
never been in a place before, how could he feel that he has seen it in
another point in time? As mysterious as these happenings are, I would
rather think of them as earthly contacts made by uneasy or tormented
spirits, rather than any sign of reincarnation. Then I would hope that
there is nothing but rest after death, although the reality of this
wish certainly is not augmented by tales told of those who have, so to
speak, departed and then have later been revived. I would be quite
annoyed if, after lapsing into a serene dreamland, I wake, only to find
myself deposited on earth in the form of an infant, destined to bridge
the tide of humanity once again...
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