Existential questions ... (Part 1) Why is there suffering? Well, this is one of those questions a million euro! It 's a question that mankind will never be able to respond fully conclusive. With reason, with logic, we can hazard hypothesis (and it is important to continue to do so), but it is obvious that there remain only hypotheses. Is there something we are missing, there are basic steps that we miss ... We live immersed in this earthly reality, reality as we know (thanks to scientific progress - technological), study, understand ... However, the initial processes, the "reasons" that led to the reality and ourselves, we do not ever know. There will never be no technology or science that can tell for sure because we're on this Earth, where we will end, and so on. Let's say it's a bit like reading a beautiful novel, very well written, detailed and detailed, which, however, lacks both the beginning and the end. Do you run a little boxes, eh? Here is the bitterness in the mouth. Have you met a wonderful story, a fable, but you never know what are the reasons that started everything you read. It 'a shame, a shame. Sure, sure ... Then there's Faith. Faith tries to provide answers for solutions, I would call "hope." Faith is obvious, however, that contrasts completely with the logic. Faith and logic are two tracks that run, but well-separated parallel. Faith is to believe, means to trust, it means accepting that what you are told is true regardless. As you know I'm agnostic, if I have to choose between faith and logic I prefer the second, but did not rule out that what he says Faith can also be true. Attention, prefer the logic is not to be materialistic, or resign, or whatever! Indeed! When Logic is bathed with the Spirituality (not to be confused with Faith) can discover depths and uncharted territory, you can live "with open eyes," you can really live (the only real difference that exists in the human race is between those who lives and who survives). Without That said, we come to the question. Why is there suffering? My answer, of course, in part, is that suffering exists as opposed to sweetness. The DNA of our earthly and human reality is composed of many elements, as opposed yet inseparable from each other (yin and yang, man and woman, good and evil, night and day, Love and Hate). You could probably assume that they are even two sides of the same body. The machinery of life works and goes on only because it is based on opposites, otherwise there would be nothing. I, despite being agnostic, I am not a relativist. Indeed. I say that there is a Good and Evil exists, distinct and clearly visible both. Any qualitative characteristic Man can turn around or be placed in better or worse. It 'obvious that, since there are good and bad, there are also suffering and gentleness. They are sub - categories, say. The point that eludes us is: what are in essence good and evil? Where were they born? What is their purpose? One might respond that it is only one case, that does not really have a shape made ... Or you could say that God created the Good and Evil the Devil (for what purpose, then? It 's a bit too much like an epic version of the continuous battle between God and the Devil, do not you ?)... Do not know about you, but I do not convince me either. I'm missing something else. I personally believe that these opposites serve to stimulate the Man and Life. Our reality is not flat, it is a continuous movement. If there were only c'adagieremmo Well, and our process of inner growth stops. Suffering is what teases. Suffering is a bit like the whip for horses: it encourages them to run. Suffering is never sought, but when it is lived and "exploited". Pain is an important channel to know in order to travel within ourselves, to grow and mature. Any pain experienced is not a wasted opportunity ... Making a joke you could say that Life is like a pig: do not throw anything.
How To Overcome / life separation from loved one? Death is what leaves you speechless. Death has no explanation. Death pulls in the field, inevitably, the speech of a later life. In general I am a person who always has words for everything, because I believe that thinking you can find ways out of any complicated situation. The only situations where I am really embarrassed, in which every word seems out of place, is the face of death. When someone tells me that someone dear to him is gone do not really know what to say. I'm tempted to express all my love and all my understanding, but it's easy to love and understand when the pain did not touch you. We're all good to say you do not know how sorry I am, I will see her in the Hereafter, will protect you from there. I put myself in the shoes of the other person ... In its place, in front of such phrases, I gladly send them to hell. No, I prefer silence. The evidence of this in my neighborhood in other ways, less hypocritical and more respectful. I "lost" two sisters. The pain I experienced a bereavement, and I saw the faces of those who lived with me this mourning. I've known people who have had other major losses. Observing I did a little comparison between the mourning experienced by my family, and that experienced by others. The difference I noticed is that my family faced with death does not look the other way, the other often. Death is drastic. Death does not ask permission. Death is a strong change, impact authoritarian. It often happens that people after a death, continues to do exactly what he was doing before. People tend to pretend that nothing happened ... To pretend that that person is still there ... All the same, business as usual. It 's a natural mechanism that snaps into the mind, because the pain is too great. It 's a deleterious mechanism, though. You can not pretend that everything is as before, because it is false. It's not like before ... A person no longer exists. For a change you must respond with a change. In my family after these two great grief there have been two big changes. Mourning does not have to hide, do not pretend that there is. You can also pretend not to see him, but he is there. E 'in you. Seems to stand still, motionless, but instead works slowly ... Devour you slowly. Annihilates you slowly, until one day you wake up and realize you have become another person. No, the pain you have to live through. You have to scream. Anger is natural, and must also let off steam. This pain must then become fruitful. You have to change something fundamental in your life. Change, however, does not mean forgetting. Let me give an example: In 1998 my sister Cecilia died at age 18, in a car accident. Followed, of course, moments of great pain and great anger. Where was the change? The change was that my family has made available again to adopt a child ... And Andrea arrived. Beware, though: Andrea Cecilia has not replaced! Cecilia has always been in our thoughts, for what was and is. We have not projected onto the figure of my sister Andrea, indeed. Andrea we poured all our Love (including that which would have given her). Love does not erase the pain, do not forget. Love gives off all the positive in you and gives you the strength to continue. This recipe is shared by all faiths and none. Indeed, for a believer even better. If you really who dies does not disappear, but it looks from up there, can only be happy in the face of such a reaction. A few months ago I published a poem on this blog: "I'm in the next room ... Do you remember? It 'clearly a poem of a religious, but I find it equally amazing. In the poem reflects the lifestyle of mourning that took my family, and that we should have all (even if it is obvious how difficult it is!). Ve propose again the:
Love does not go away ever.
Death is nothing,
I'm just going into the next room.
I am me. You are you.
What I always have for you.
Give me the name I've always given.
tell me about how I've always talked about.
not use a different tone.
not have an air of solemnity or sorrow.
Continue to laugh at this that made us laugh together.
smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be pronounced in the house as it always has been,
without emphasis, without any shadow of sadness.
Life has the meaning of forever.
The wire was not broken.
Why should I be out of your thoughts?
simply because they are out of your sight?
I'm not far, just the other side of the road.
Dear friends, peace of mind ... I'm not crazy! I've turned into Gigi Marzullo: "do you have a question, and give you an answer! Let me explain: Some friends have decided to undertake a process of reflection, dialogue, deep knowledge ... I was offered to be part of it, and I gladly accepted. We have chosen some "existential questions," Fundamental (those proposed above are only some of the other in future publications), to answer. I have just enjoyed. The Meaning of Life is also in question on these fundamental issues, which might not even have an answer, but you can not pretend not to see. It 'important to stop and reflect. It 'important to be AWARE of people, people who question, people living with open eyes. As these friends have extended an invitation to me, I extend to you. If you tickle you begin to answer the questions in this article ... If you like then will publish in the blog. Send to: animablu@associazionelaquilone.org . A hug, for the time ... Blue Soul
