The problem of being UN-DEAD

Barrier Nursing

If you get sick, people expect you to either get better or to die. If you do not fit into these two alternatives, and you just hang around being unhealthy and undead, those who were in your life move out and on with their own lives.

You are not behaving properly. Being half way between living and dying is not what people expect. This is just a fact of life. We can spend a month of Sunday’s crying for the people who have left our lives, but we would then be wasting our precious life on grieving. You will end up with so few physical people in your life that counting them by the number of fingers on one hand will leave you with still more fingers on which to count.

Then FaceBook comes into your life. People will write themselves into your life and they will outnumber by far the physical people you once had in your life. When this happens, we are being shown that the physical body is no longer important and the connection with others on a spiritual level is more than enough to make up for what we have lost.

One third of your FB friends will only be concerned about your soul and without knowing where your soul is, will try their damnedest to get you to repent and become re-born. That group are doing that with good intentions although it works on my nerves. I find it quite judgemental to assume to know more about another person’s soul that the person him/herself. Nevertheless, they are doing it with good intentions so instead of working oneself up about it, accept it and let it go.

Another third will communicate with you on a social level where discussions can range from the state of the country to the latest world disaster. This group keep you in touch with what is going on in the world outside your sick room.

Then you have the final third, which turns out to be your soul family. They are neither judgemental, nor do they give unwanted advice. They accept you for who you are in the moment. Whether you are feeling angry, sad, and irritable or in pain, they are standing there quietly holding your hand. When you lash out at the world in anger at the unfairness of life, they are there, quietly holding your hand. When you are afraid that you are going to die or you are afraid you are not going to die, they are there, quietly holding your hand. It is in this group of people that you are the safest. They protect you, they uplift you, they empathise with you, they have compassion and they love…they love unconditionally. It is this group of people that make up for the loss of people and abilities you used to have. These are your family. These are your soul friends. These are the people who have walked the road, they have walked a few feet in your steps, they have suffered themselves so they know how to comfort and know when to just be quietly there for you.

My soul is right where it needs to be, I have no fear of dying and I have already been healed on many other levels. I believe that this pain and suffering is necessary right now - maybe not for me, but to teach others how to live while dying. If my life is not a lesson for me and for others, then the world makes no sense.

This situation reminds me of an old joke that I once heard about worry. It goes like this: You have got two things in life to worry about; either you get sick or you stay healthy. If you stay healthy you have nothing to worry about. If you get sick, you have two things to worry about. You will either get better or you will die. If you get better, you have only two things to worry about. Either you will go to heaven or you will go to hell. If you go to heaven you have nothing to worry about. If you go to hell, you will also have nothing to worry about because you will find all your friends are already there.