Frequently –- when I’m watching an old movie or looking at a photo taken before my birth –- I can’t keep from wondering:
Where was I that day?
I was born at the dawn of the 1950s, which now seems a terribly long time ago. But where did I come from?
Sure, the simple scientific answer is from the union of an egg from my Mom and a sperm cell from my Dad. And everything just started dividing and multiplying and forming my body and brain and all of my organs. My bones, and my blood and –- well, everything I’ve been blessed with since leaving my Mom’s womb and entering this crazy old world.
That’s how we all got here –- all of us who live and breathe and everyone who once lived and breathed.
And people will say: You were a blank slate when you were born, and who you are today is the result of all of your experiences and knowledge gained over your lifetime.
But really? Did I –- my spirit, my soul, my essence -– come into this world truly as a blank slate? Did I really arrive with NOTHING in my soul?
I can’t help but wonder: How does that explain savants –- kids who can effortlessly play instruments and win at chess against masters and graduate from college before they are teens…
These children DO exist, and how they achieve these things blow our minds.
What you believe about Life and Death and the Afterlife is obviously up to you. And that depends on your religious upbringing, your own spiritual journey and just what feels right to you.
No one knows the Absolute Truth of Life and Death. No one who has ever died has come back to tell us what lies beyond Death's Curtain.
No one. Not the Pope, or the Dalai Lama or even your favorite preacher.
None of these all-too-human, supposed experts on what happens to us after death REALLY knows anything.
Yes, they can give us some comfort with their stories of a Heaven and a beautiful Afterlife that you can EARN by being a good person and believing what they tell you to believe.
And by the way, it wouldn’t hurt if you plunked down a few extra dollars into the collection plate – Know what I mean, Vern?
Just a little extra insurance…
Yes, I often think about the Afterlife –- if any –- but I also find myself wondering about the PRE-Life experience as well.
Is there such a thing?
WHERE are our souls BEFORE we’re born? Are we all somewhere waiting to be born –-
perhaps again and again?
The Universe is such a BIG place, and our minds are so tiny by comparison. And no matter how much studying and listening to others we do, there’s just so much we can EVER comprehend about how it all works.
But don’t stop trying to understand. I believe it’s good for the soul to do that -- to keep our spiritual journey uppermost in our minds as the years fly by.
Death will provide all the answers we’ll ever need.
Or maybe not.
But I do know that when I watch an old movie like The Wizard of Oz, or look at an old photo of Hitler hypnotizing the masses, I will always wonder:
Where was I that day?
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