There are many aspects to death and I have been, throughout my life, exposed to various pathways to that destination. I wrote these words in my review:
"For those who have forfeited pieces of your heart a bloody chunk at a time after losing someone dear, this movie will inspire. Our psyche, often in partnership with our dreams, can work through some regret, pain, loss, guilt and loneliness by gifting us very real visions in which we touch or hug that loved one, possibly even sharing meaningful words with them. In 2006 my sister died in a fire. On and off, for a few years, I experienced the sound of her calling my name in the night shortly after I fell asleep. This happened several times, waking me, bringing me to actually look for her. In fact, many years before that, I had the opportunity to be with and hold my infant daughter, who died of SIDS when she was 5 months. I held her preciousness in my arms and played with her several times over a matter of years. This always seemed to occur in the twilight of my sleep. At first, I experienced the loss of her, magnified when I awoke, knowing it was a dream; after many years, I unexpectedly became grateful for the privilege to spend that time with her. Since my loss, I have talked with so many people who have experienced similar incidents. I can almost imagine these phenomena taking themselves just a step further. Can't you?"
Both my parents died very young of cancer, my brother was killed in a hang gliding accident when he was 29. My sister and I hang glided his ashes over the Snake River on the Idaho/Washington border in memory of his love of the sport.
I worked with Pathologists in Boise, Idaho and helped with autopsies, I was an Emergency Medical Technician and was first on scene for several deaths, as well as in a major trauma center. While I am a cynical person, I have experienced things of a spiritual nature that I don't often tell people about, because I wouldn't necessarily believe it from others.
I think we, like onions, can experience only so much and when the layers are peeled away we can see things we wouldn't normally see. The pain/gain theory, I guess, 'sort of', as 'Fay Grim' would say. But, then there are those who see the 'innards' without losing the trappings first.
'The Eclipse' washed over me like a warm Chinook wind in a cool autumn month...
We who hear not the music, think the dancer mad...
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