Death Is a Sailing Ship Which Will Also Be Welcomed On Another Shore

Since I have seen my mother when she reached through the curtain and touched me in an after-death experience in 1987 as well as my deceased twin brother two years ago when he intervened and saved my life on Highway 4. I am aware that my grandfather is still very much alive in my heart and will eventually be welcoming me home to a safe harbor with his soft heart and warm embrace ~ for those who we love deeply become part of us forever: Allen L Roland, PhD

 

“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget. ” – Arundhati Roy


 The Sailing Ship 

by Charles Henry Brent

What is dying?  I am standing on the seashore. A ship sails to the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. She is an object and I stand watching her Till at last she fades from the horizon, And someone at my side says, “She is gone!” Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all; She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her, And just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination. The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her; And just at the moment when someone at my side says, “She is gone”, There are others who are watching her coming, And other voices take up a glad shout, “There she comes” ~ and that is dying.

My enclosed photo of my beloved grandfather joyously awaits watching the horizon for my eventual approaching sail as well as with my deceased mother and my late twin brother who cannot barely contain his excitement ~ “There he comes”

The thread of a Unified Field of love and soul consciousness lies not only beyond time and space ~ but is also beneath our deepest fears ~ and when our heart achieves its desire ~ we shall transcend time and space as William Blake indeed demonstrated by singing songs to his wife at his passage.

My grandfather, Joseph Allen Bryant

“And we are put on this earth a little space that we might learn to bear the beams of love”  ~ William Blake


 Allen L Roland, PhD 

 Heart centered spiritual consultant and advisor Allen L Roland can be contacted at [email protected] Allen is also a lecturer and writer who shares a weekly political and social commentary on his web log and website allenroland.com. He is also featured columnist on Veterans Today and is a featured guest on many radio and Television programs.

 

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5 Responses to "Death Is a Sailing Ship Which Will Also Be Welcomed On Another Shore"

  1. Qm3-Navy  May 4, 2017 at 2:00 pm

    You have been invited to a great celebration, it is a celebration of life. A planet wide garden of other life forms to love and be loved.

  2. Eduardo  April 23, 2017 at 4:46 pm

    Surrender and celebration or embracing – what is the difference.
    Communication in humanity was always restricted by the use of words. Looking down on Ones own body is beyond words, tapping into creation is pure communication, love and instant wisdom.
    No intellect needs to be acquired, no University attended, no love to be bought or traded – all and more is freely available without discrimination, misunderstandings and control.
    And sure you are right Allen, death can be a vessel, a sailing ship or some other means of transport back into reality or home from a feverish dream called life as an individual human.

    • Allen L Roland, PhD  April 24, 2017 at 12:30 am

      Eduardo ~ quite true ~ but love awakens us from the feverish dream and grinds us eventually into a service of love and humanness as well as our part in a loving plan in action ~ which is also God ~ then as we approach the ultimate event horizon ~ we may be favored to glimpsed the treasure trove that awakens us as we passage ~ as we surrender or transition ~ we realize we are deeply unconditionally loved ~ which has become the ultimate transport vehicle for us into seeing through clearer eyes and becoming a divinely human being ~ which is also why my deeply sensed human gratefulness has lead me eventually back to my grandfather who initially, as a child, opened the gate of this bliss, soul consciousness as well as a time beyond a time of space ~ and will now with loving arms welcome me home with a joyous message of well done.

  3. Allen L Roland, PhD  April 23, 2017 at 10:32 am

    Eduardo ~ Death is the ultimate surrender and celebration.

  4. Eduardo  April 22, 2017 at 9:08 pm

    To overcome death One needs to embrace it.

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