Look out, it’s about to get religious up in here. Well. . . not really. The topic came up the other day while I was talking to my aunt about what happens when you die. If you ask me, I’d say either heaven, hell, or purgatory. However, I won’t try to convince you that I’m right, and I won’t defend it because I’m not dead and I honestly have no clue what will happen when I’m gone.I’m Christian, but I don’t think a religion should define who you are, and I don’t think that you shouldn’t be allowed to speculate at all.
I will wonder about what happens and I can second guess my beliefs all I want,but that won’t help me find out what will happen, I’ll just end up with more theories.
There was one good theory that my aunt had, and I would say this is one of the best that I’ve heard. She said what if when we die, we just are born again, in the same life with the same parents? Then we just life this life in an endless cycle until we get it right. The sort of thing that would make you think that deja vu is just memories from a past life. Or maybe we don’t live it until we get it right, and we live it in an endless circle. The same life over and over for all of eternity.
I don’t know how we got on the topic, but we did, and we came up with so many different theories. I thought that maybe the famous ‘light’ that you are supposed to walk in to when you die is actually the first light you see when you are born. Or maybe you become a ghost. I believe in ghosts with all my heart, and my family was actually haunted by my uncle’s ghost, but I’ll save that for another blog.
I didn’t know it, but my aunt had actually been wondering about this for a while, because she had cancer. In fact, she just beat it a second time. There were a few times where she was out and brought back. She even had an out of body experience where she was watching the doctors revive her.
Sometimes I think it’s pointless to wonder. It doesn’t help anything, it even tortures me sometimes. The fact that we can plan out our entire lives, and sure there will be a few things here and there that are unanticipated, but for the most part, you can adjust. Then you die, and that is the world of the unknown. We don’t know. Maybe everybody goes through different things when they die. My brother might go to heaven, and I might become a ghost, and my sister may be reborn.
What do you think? What do you think will happen the day your heart stops beating?