I had a dear Uncle pass from this world a week ago.  In celebrating his life and mourning his death a story arose for me:

   In death the physical relationship between body and soul dis-integrates.  

    The dynamic shifts between matter and energy.

    The particles that make up our bodies dissociate from the waves of our consciousness.

I come to this story because I’ve felt the opposite:  An assimilation in the wake of my Uncle’s death.  I feel that I have absorbed a tiny fraction of the density of consciousness my Uncle spent his life refining.  In mourning and celebrating my Uncle with family and friends, I feel like I ‘caught’ and took on qualities we saw in him.  

His waves are resonating in my particles.

Like all lived experiences, it’s a story. I share it in the hope that it might hold some value for you too.