Ashes to Ashes

Written by
Chief Chuck

Ashes to Ashes

Written by
Chief Chuck

Ashes to Ashes

Written by
Chief Chuck

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. From whence we came, we so shall return. A sobering thought
and a humbling thought. But really, outside the context of a biblical passage, what does it really
mean? Is it a literal interpretation or is it a metaphorical reference to ‘the circle of life’? Is it a
direction to perform a particular post mortem action with our bodies we have left or is nothing
more than a reminder of the humility of a life lived? Or is it all of those and maybe even
something more?

We spend a large part of our lives wondering and fearing death. What is it like, what happens
next and where will we go? I’d posit that too many of us spend entirely too much time thinking
about, to the point of missing the life we should be living. We worry about the end of the journey
more than the trip itself. Life is no different than a vacation or a trip to the grocery.

But, as much as we wonder about the afterlife, do we ever ponder our beforelife? What was it
like before we saw the light of the world and opened our eyes for the first time? How many
people can say with any certainty that they remember life in the womb? I’d bet none and if
anyone says they can, I’d feel safe calling them a liar. But my premise is that I suppose that
after we die is no different than before we are born. Nothingness. Black, silent nothingness.

I’m not advocating any particular religious belief or stating any particular belief of my own, other
than what has been floating through my thoughts. As we age, we tend to look more ahead than
we do back, and we begin to ponder that most uncertain of fates, what happens to us when we
die? I think we simply return to that nothingness, that black, that suspended consciousness, if
you will. Maybe we return to a life sometime, somewhere. Maybe time is circular, not linear as
we think of it. What if we are dropped back into what we would consider a previous time, but
that point is actually just a diameter point away from now on a great circle?

It’s easy to go down these rabbit holes, to ponder the ‘what ifs’ and it makes for great thinking
exercises and discussions. But face it, until we are there, we won’t know. And when we know,
we can’t tell anyone. So live for today, plan the best you can for tomorrow, learn but move from
the past and just hope, maybe, that death leads us to the peace of sleep, free from troubles and
born or re-born into a new dimension or at least a new adventure.