About
death: Whether it is a dispersion, or a resolution into atoms, or annihilation,
it is either extinction or change.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 7 (tr
Long)
I have known some people who never
really consider their own deaths, and so while the concept may be intelligible
to them in theory, they end up thinking of themselves as practically immortal.
The setting may change, but they assume they are just going to go on as they
currently are.
I have known other people who think
of nothing but their deaths, hoping for eternal rewards, and fearing eternal
punishments. Yet even though the setting may change, one of either puffy clouds
or of scorching fire, they still assume they are just going to go on as they
currently are.
Yet however we may view death,
shouldn’t the most apparent aspect of it be that it means becoming something
quite different than what we are now? We
surely know that our bodies will no longer be what they were, and whether our
awareness carries on or ceases entirely, it will have been fundamentally
transformed in either case.
I am all too familiar with the
temptation of wanting to keep things the same. Stability seems to bring with it
comfort, and change seems to bring with it uncertainty. I need to remember that
all sorts of modifications are completely natural, and simply parts within the
harmony of the whole.
The Universe is an expression of
activity itself, and activity means that things are always in motion,
proceeding from one state to another. This does not need to seem frightening.
It can be seen as liberating, because all change brings with it the possibility
of growth, instead of succumbing to mere stagnation.
I have sometimes ignored death, and at
other times I have obsessed about it too, and part of the problem is that none
of us can really speak of it with very much certainty. But whether I end up
becoming something new, or ceasing entirely, I can still rest assured that it
will surely be for the sake of what is best. Nature is always directed by
purpose, and Providence does nothing in vain. There is the deepest comfort in
that.
Written in 11/2007
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