cragglecat wrote:Very sorry for you loss. I personally don't feel the need for a god; after the grieving I prefer to remember and celebrate the lives of the loved ones that I've lost. My best wishes.
Craig.
Actually this is far more common about the world and was even common practice in much of the European lands prior to that little bit of "Missionary" work Constantine got started with...
The whole Halloween festival was a week long celebration of those who had passed in the past year's time, the observance being more like the Jewish Passover on some levels in that food and seat were set aside for those who had crossed. Of course, this was also a time for "Birching" and cleansing the land and thus, those damned Druids would toss those State Criminals that were not capable of rehab, into that giant wicker effigy/cage and set them alight... As cruel as this sounds, the purpose behind it was to release the soul/essence of these criminals, so they might be purified and made fit to return as a productive member of society -- their role as a living "sacrifice" being more a choice made by those Bar-B-Qed vs. the more brutal modes of execution... go figure
Mourning a loss is normal and healthy, but only to a point. I find it rather revolting how so many in our culture take so incredibly long to "get over it" (as the gay grief counselors say). But then I have that blasted Buddhistesque way of looking at such events and too, I've become quite numb when it comes to loss... at least to some degree; burying over 30 people over a two year period will do that to you (the early and mid 80s as the AIDs epidemic first reached critical mass).
With my father's failing health and age I oft ponder just how I'll deal with it, even though we've never been all that close. But even the loss of my mother is a thought that plagues my mind. Not the fear of that loss but just uncertainty as to how I'll actually react to it? After all, I still have deep angst over the loss of my pet wolf and my dog Sam... but then I still mourn my pets from when I was a kid and most of them I miss far more than the majority of the humans I've known... kind of odd, but animals just tend to be far more "human" if you get my drift.
