Reincarnation.
So in my reading the film class we had to watch the movie Ghost, you know the one with demi moore and patrick swayze and the clay haha. anyways, i had to do an assignment on a theme from the movie and write a journal entry. i decided to write about the afterlife. I feel like posting it here.
Death is such a confusing idea to understand because death is the unknown. No one knows exactly where we go when we die and what becomes of us. I sometimes think about the billions of years that occurred before we were born, the years that we were not on the Earth and we were not living a life. It baffles me to think there was such a vast amount of time that the world was here, but I was not. I wasn’t living or doing anything because I wasn’t born, but maybe my spirit was here in some way. I just can’t grasp the idea that I was nothing and did not exist. This same idea comes to my mind when I think about death. I think about the vast amount of time after dying and how it has to have meaning. A person can’t just die and be nothing. Therefore, that is why I think there must be some sort of afterlife. In the Jewish religion, they teach us that there is a heaven where people go when they die. Somewhere that you are “living” and watching the world from above. This is the idea of the afterlife that I thought was real because I was taught it, but when I started learning about other ideas and religions, I started to believe in another type of afterlife--reincarnation. Maybe it is possible that before I was “Sara,” I was someone else, but with the same spirit, living another life that I cannot remember. When I die, I’d like to think I will have a new purpose on Earth with a new life, a rebirth. Maybe a time to experience new things and have second chances. Even though I will not remember a past life, my spirit will continue to live on, just in a new body with a new life. This idea of having a past life reminds me of when I have deja vu. It is like I remember doing something before, but I can’t quite place where and when I did it. Could it possibly be that it is because I did it in a past life and I am having a brief remembrance of the occurrence? It sounds like it is a farfetched idea, but so is the idea of going to heaven and having wings and a halo around your head, so go figure.
As of now, I do believe in reincarnation and find it to be a very optimistic way to look at the afterlife. It gives me a feeling of having a purpose after I die, and reminds me that my spirit will live on. I don’t think I will ever know for sure if this is how the afterlife works, but it is a way for me to explain the unknown idea of death.
deep. i know.
and that's all folks.
Death is such a confusing idea to understand because death is the unknown. No one knows exactly where we go when we die and what becomes of us. I sometimes think about the billions of years that occurred before we were born, the years that we were not on the Earth and we were not living a life. It baffles me to think there was such a vast amount of time that the world was here, but I was not. I wasn’t living or doing anything because I wasn’t born, but maybe my spirit was here in some way. I just can’t grasp the idea that I was nothing and did not exist. This same idea comes to my mind when I think about death. I think about the vast amount of time after dying and how it has to have meaning. A person can’t just die and be nothing. Therefore, that is why I think there must be some sort of afterlife. In the Jewish religion, they teach us that there is a heaven where people go when they die. Somewhere that you are “living” and watching the world from above. This is the idea of the afterlife that I thought was real because I was taught it, but when I started learning about other ideas and religions, I started to believe in another type of afterlife--reincarnation. Maybe it is possible that before I was “Sara,” I was someone else, but with the same spirit, living another life that I cannot remember. When I die, I’d like to think I will have a new purpose on Earth with a new life, a rebirth. Maybe a time to experience new things and have second chances. Even though I will not remember a past life, my spirit will continue to live on, just in a new body with a new life. This idea of having a past life reminds me of when I have deja vu. It is like I remember doing something before, but I can’t quite place where and when I did it. Could it possibly be that it is because I did it in a past life and I am having a brief remembrance of the occurrence? It sounds like it is a farfetched idea, but so is the idea of going to heaven and having wings and a halo around your head, so go figure.
As of now, I do believe in reincarnation and find it to be a very optimistic way to look at the afterlife. It gives me a feeling of having a purpose after I die, and reminds me that my spirit will live on. I don’t think I will ever know for sure if this is how the afterlife works, but it is a way for me to explain the unknown idea of death.
deep. i know.
and that's all folks.