So, listen up.

There is this awkward thing about death.

It’s funny, how we (generally speaking) hate to talk about it, and thinking about it can be the thing that leaves us feeling quite empty and full of questions.

The fact is, not any one of us is going to get out of this life alive.

Not one of us.

Now, I am a huge fan of life, especially these days, so I am in no way wanting to expedite my departure from this life. But since it is inevitable, death does need some very serious thought.

Very recently, I have had a few bumps in the road around my health. I have what looks like skin cancer on my left hand – it looks like what my Dad had so it’s likely that this is what it is. I am currently undergoing physiotherapy for a disc that is slipped in my lower spine, and I have a few weird lurgy’s that have cropped up too.

It’s not COVID – I have been tested – but I do think that it has a lot to do with a few very busy and stressful two last years, that I have had.

In any event, these last few stumble-blocks have not prompted this article.

What has spurred it on, is a recent exercise we were asked to do in a group coaching call that I attend.

What words will be on your tombstone?

The question took me by surprise – you can imagine.

There we all are, raising our awareness and vibrations on an awesome call, and then BOOM!

This question?!

Once the initial shock past, I started really thinking about how I wanted to be remembered, that day when I stop living.

My thoughts went to all of those who I love, but who do not occupy this physical space with me anymore.

My first thought was of my dear Mom.

I remember when we were speaking about her funeral (we are great planners in our family).

She asked for “All things bright and beautiful” to be played.

I smiled widely at the time and thinking about her now; this makes perfect sense.

She was a great, fun-loving person and had the best sense of humour too. Her wit was quick and sharp, and you had to be on your toes to get the joke.

She was also incredibly wise.

Both of my parents chose to be cremated, so there isn’t a tombstone to go to. But there is this place in my heart that keeps them.

And if I were to “label” this place, my Mom’s label would say:

“You did an awesome job.”

But that is from my perspective of what my Mom was to me.

I wonder what she would have thought about her tombstone?

This isn’t supposed to be a dreary article 🙂

This train of thought, thinking about the words on your tombstone, is to spur you on in your day today.

To get you to really start thinking about the thing of life.

What changes need to be made?

What do you need to do differently to start living today?

What is it that you want?

What are your core values, and how are they affecting every aspect of your life today?

Who do you need to become to start living that amazing abundant life?

What do you need to say “no” to, to make everything fall into alignment?

All of these questions will help you to understand that we only die once, but we live every day, and there is no better time to start really living.

Whatever really living means to you.

 

I am also being cremated

Since we are getting personal here, I am being cremated.

If I die on pilgrimage, how amazing would that be? My ashes can hopefully be spread on the trail.

I wonder what other pilgrims would say about that? 

Nevertheless, back to the original question of what would be on my tombstone.

The principle is the thought about how others will see us once we have departed the planet.

So, for this exercise:

Here lies Robyn-Lee Nichols,

“A soul-searching explorer, who lived her life to the fullest, and with no regrets. Greatly missed by her friends, godchildren and her family.”

What are your words?

 

Weekly Blog by Robyn-Lee Nichols aka The Perpetual Pilgrim

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