The Dance of Death

Nathan knew that Songo had a construed view of death.  The last time they had talked about it, Songo had only touched on the subject. Nathan thought now was an appropriate time to resume the talk.
“According to you, what do you think happens after our lives are over?” Nathan asked Songo.
Songo looked attentively at Nathan, guessing all the questions that the latter had in mind.
“That question is sufficiently important that we need to give it time to address it properly and thoroughly.” Songo said.
Songo pointed to a large tree at the top of a small hill and said: “Let’s go sit under that tree. Its shade will keep us cool.” Once there, Songo continued:
“What I’m going to tell you are the convictions of an old man based on an existence consecrated to prolonging life here on earth, and therefore delaying to later what comes after.”
“That’s only making me even more curious!” Nathan expressed.
“We can divide into three groups the people that need healing. In the first group, time has not yet decided to send death. To heal these people, knowledge and experience is sufficient.
“Time?” Nathan asked.
“It’s time that decides when death will dance?” Songo said.
“Death can dance?” Nathan asked intrigued.
“Yes, it does so when it comes to get someone.”
“Dancing? But certainly, death is not something to be joyful about!” Nathan stated. Continue reading
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Who We Truly Are…

“Do you think that one day we will be held accountable for our actions?” he asked.
“You know, Nathan, I’m originally from Columbia, a wonderful country with many religious institutions, but also much violence.  I’ve lost many close friends there, but I’ve also learned something very important.” He took the time to choose his words wisely and then continued: “I think that if one day we do indeed appear before a Creator, he will not ask us why we were not stronger than our desires, or why we didn’t preach a Holy book. He won’t even ask on what basis we gave ourselves the right to take another life.”
“What will he ask, then?” Nathan asked curiously.
“The only question he will ask is: why did you not become what you truly are? “
 

But who are we truly? Isn’t that the question? We are Beings of light, of Love, of Truth. We come from the source of All…we are All, with unlimited possibilities. We may look different in our physical manifestations, and have different experiences, but we are all of the same essence… we are all OF “GOD”… If we remembered that in our lives, there would be nothing for a Creator to judge, because our actions would have reflected who we truly are…

The word “God”

The word “God” refers to something that is inexpressible, and therefore, no description or interpretation of it can ever give it a true meaning. Due to the abuse and misuse of that word over the course of thousands of years, the word “God” has become almost meaningless. The best term that comes close to giving any significance to what is “god”, is “Great Mystery”. By using this term when we are referring to “God”, we acknowledge an essence that goes beyond the mind’s understanding. Continue reading