Articles - Death
Will we see our loved ones
In order for me to answer this
question, I should attempt to answer this:
"What happens to us when we die?"
Our body decomposes because our consciousness
is not there anymore. This consciousness is also called a spirit,
soul or spark, and, was the energy that kept our body alive.
In the search for my son, I came across a
number of spirits, and they all had one thing in common - they were
trapped on the emotional level they displayed when they died.
I remember when I was in hospital, I shared
a room with two ladies who, like me, were in traction - two of us
for our legs, and one for her back. Suddenly, there was an earthquake
that swayed the floor of our ward to and fro, for at least 45 seconds
- long enough for us to become fearful of death. Each of us reacted
The elderly lady opposite me was a Christian
and she was so scared, she screamed for the nurses to hold her hands
for the duration of the earthquake. The younger lady next to me
had an adrenalin rush and was ready to rip off her traction and
run for it - sore back and all. There was no way she was going to
die! And me? When the thought occurred to me that I might actually
die and realizing that there was no way I could rip my traction
off and make a run for it, I closed my eyes and thought of the Buddha.
The moment He came into my mind, I felt calm and at peace, and at
that very moment, the earthquake stopped.
The Christian lady kept going on about how
scared she was and I asked her why she was so scared if she believed
in God. She gave me a sour look and that was the end of the conversation.
When my son died, my husband meditated in
front of my Buddha and not knowing what to do, I knelt behind him
and asked my mum to come and pick my son up and keep him safe. As
per tradition, I took my son to our family Marae (Meeting House)
so that friends and family could visit to support us. It was a tumultuous
time and not too dissimilar from my mother's funeral. Both times
I felt as though something had been ripped away from my soul and
a great big hole remained, leaving me empty, scared and alone.
My sadness and grief seemed to magnify every
time friends or family arrived ... and the mourning process would
When I finally found my son, he was exactly
where I sent him ... with my mother ... and she was with her family
- all of them - aunties, uncles, parents, grandparents, great-grandparents
- all of them! And they were ... exactly where my husband said they
would be. From what I can remember, it was a dark place because
I had to really focus to see anything and the first thing I did
see, was my mum. She was wearing a cloak and she seemed to be hiding
something underneath. I looked beyond and saw these dark figures
trying to reach under the cloak but mum kept warding them off. When
I peered under the cloak, I saw my son - mum had kept him safe for
the year that it took for me to find him. No words could describe
the love I felt for my mother at that moment when I realized how
strong she was to keep those dark figures from attacking my son.
No words could describe how overwhelmed and thankful I felt for
having a mother such as she.
When we communicated, no words were spoken
- it was more of a mind thing really. I told her that I had come
to take my son to the Light where he belonged and that I could take
her too. It was then that she asked if I could take her family as
well, and it was then that I noticed for the first time, all of
my family. It was then also, that I realized my husband was right
- it was indeed, the funeral process that sent them to this god-forsaken
place. God! I didn't know how to send everyone to the Light - I
didn't even know how I stumbled upon this place to begin with -
I wasn't even sure how I was going to get my son out. I told her
that I didn't know, however, she wouldn't come with me unless her
family could come also.
Disheartened, I left, but the same night,
Lord Krsna appeared in a dream and told me how to get my son and
send him to the Light.
That happened in 1988 and in 1990, my husband
and I were married. I was happy and very much in love. That night
as I was preparing for bed, mum appeared. I wasn't dreaming, she
just appeared inside my head. She said - "You're happy, aren't
you?", and I told her that I was. She asked me again if I could
send her and my family to the Light, and I told her I could not,
but she could send her parents and son, and they could send their
parents and children and they theirs, and they theirs and so on,
and so on - all through the power of love.
So,will we see our loved ones again? I did!
Peace and Light