I have often told people that there are only two guarantees in our life:
- Everything will change.
- We will die.
Seriously, beyond these I am not aware of any guarantee we share will all of humankind.
Change is a challenge for us, because it does require us to step out of our comfort zone and step into the unknown.
Death is often another change for us, perhaps since it defies the above guarantee and is permanent.
Yet, All Saints Sunday is not a sober, sad ‘celebration’ of our deceased loved ones but a celebration in joy, which may seem unnatural and counter-productive (pointless). This celebration, respecting and honoring our departed loved ones seems to transcend culture and religious faith, but more intriguing is that the majority occurring the autumn, and more specifically between October 31 and November 2.
I am intrigued by this time of year, the autumn seasonal changes are beautiful and yet it is preparing the earth for a long, deep sleep or death. Perhaps, that is the reason for our acknowledgement of our own dead.
This morning, we celebrate All Saints Day, which is actually November 1. It is the center-point of a three day Christian festival celebrating our dead. Read the rest of this entry »