Dia Del Muertos- to me it’s also a day of the Living.

The architecture of Mexico City is vast and eclectic. There stand relics of ancient Aztec and Toltec civilizations, interspersed with Spanish colonial palaces and buildings, coalescing into modern day aesthetics.

I really ❤️ the Mexican view of death. Death is seen as a natural part of the life cycle. In the US, we are taught it’s the end and death plays such a tragic devastating part of our lives.

I don’t adhere to any particular religion or formalized creed, but I am very spiritual.

I’ve come to believe that our consciousness lives on, somehow. Even if it’s in memories, photographs, paintings, gardens, towers in the sky, our bloodlines, our words.

Maybe Pharrell is on to something when he said No One Ever Really Dies.

To my grandfather, grandma, and Celina, Meredith, Jenn, Carolyn Crooms, Aunt Esther, Mr. Mobberly, Mr. Cox, Mr. Sherman, Alex, to the people who died in the mass shootings, the Jewish people, to my dog Ranger- (wherever you are 😭) to all the ones we have lost and left behind- thank you for sharing this Earth with us for the time you did.

Wherever the place that thoughts and consciousness reside- that is where I think we go. I see god in the mundane. In birds flying by me, dragonflies, falling leaves, feathers dropping to the ground. I hope we meet again and in the mean time you live on in our hearts.

Sometimes I swear I can the presence I’ve someone who I’ve lost and then a gust of wind or a bee or a deer will peak out its head and it feels like something more. Like someone is out there still watching over us. I really want that to be true. Accounts throughout history seem to the other realm where souls go to. I hope we meet again and in the mean time you live on in our hearts.

“Live a good life. If there are Gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are Gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no Gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.

I AM NOT AFRAID,”- Marcus Aurelius- Meditations,

161-180 AD.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s