We make promises to others we wouldn't think of breaking: our spouses, friends, our business partners our coworkers. Yet, we have no problems breaking the promises we make to ourselves. "I won't waste time on useless sites", "I'll stop procrastinating", "I'll do better", "I won't lose my temper", "I won't drink anymore", the list goes on and on. We let ourselves break those promises, even the same ones over and over. How much longer will we let this go on? We wouldn't tolerate this behavior from others, yet we do it to ourselves. "Self-esteem is just the reputation that you have with yourself. You'll always know." - Naval Ravikant. No one else may not know but you always will. How many more promises are you going to keep breaking to yourself? Is this how you would treat your family and friends? Maybe this is the reason why you have doubts. You've encountered your own example of the many t
When I was 7, years old my
grandmother died. I had only known her for two years before she passed away.
She was a sweet old gentle lady and through her broken Italian English, I understood that she loved me, she cared for
me and wanted to hug me. All the time.
She also made the best raisin bread. Peperidge Farm couldn’t
come close.
When she passed away, people would come up my family and say
“I’m sorry”. Why were they sorry? They weren’t responsible? Why were they saying
that to us? This really confused me.
When I got older, much older, I realized that when people
say, “I’m sorry” they mean that they are saying, “I’m sorry for your loss.” I
can understand that. They are saying we are sorry that you have this lose in
your life. This person is no longer here.
I don’t
know how the universe works or what exactly happens when someone dies. I do
know that when someone does die, to me, there really is no loss. Yes, you don’t
see them through your physical eyes or you get to feel their touch or hear
their voice through your ears. People miss that contact and people are sad
because they feel that loss. When someone “dies” their physical body may not be
functioning but I know that they are still there. This isn’t some made up wish
or hallucination or imagination. When someone dies, they are transformed.
Einstein believed in the after life because he believed that
energy cannot be destroyed but it can be transformed.
“There are
only two ways to look at the world. Nothing in life is a miracle or everything
in life is a miracle.
~Albert
Einstein.
The person
you believed that “died” is always there. They are in your thoughts, in your
feelings and in your heart. They are with you all the time. They no longer have
the physical barriers to hold them back from being apart of your life. They are
present in the “coincidences” you dismiss and the “random” thoughts you have
about them or the reminders you feel. They are only there when you allow them
and for as long as you need them. The moment you no longer want them there,
they have to leave because that is the law that separates their existence and
ours.
The “I’m sorry” I understand. The sadness because you think
they are gone? There are no tears because they are not gone at all.