Death Love and Purpose My only son was lost to me recently in a horrific traffic accident between his racing bicycle and a fast moving car.
He was a full of life, vibrant, energetic young man, scuba diver, yachtsman, traveler, into martial arts and would argue philosophy with his old man. I miss him.
I haven’t had anything much to do with religion since I fell out with the Minister of our church at the age of fourteen. It was over my beloved Alsatian/Sable Collie cross mongrel dog, Pal, whom I loved dearly. Had he a soul? The so sure Reverend said not. I couldn’t, wouldn’t believe him.
Now I in my late sixties my long held beliefs were being tested again, to the ultimate.
My lifelong quest into quantum reality and what I had taught my son as a child, with his death gave me pause for thought. Is death is but a redrawing of the quantum mind from the temporary, temporal mortal body. Do we really, in any way at all, survive death? Has my son?
I grieved deeply for him. I could not think. I could not reconcile his loss with what I knew in my soul. If in a quantum universe the tiniest bits of matter were both solid and wave energy with no solidity at all at the same time, weren’t mind and soul and body the same or even more so?
Over several weeks I lost weight without having any to spare. I couldn’t bring myself to go sailing, which was my pleasure; nor think - never mind write: which is my passion.
Finally, deciding I couldn’t go on this way I turned once more to my books.
Picking one, I shook myself, shrugged, settled down miserably and opened it at random.
It was Rhonda Byrne’s ‘The Secret, the Power’.
For minutes but what seemed like hours, my eyes merely skimmed the printed words, taking nothing in. I skimmed quite a bit this way without the printed words making any impression at all.
I was getting nowhere at light speed, my mind a blur, my quantum mind and soul as lost as Schrödinger’s Cat in Einstein’s spacetime. Yet I had learned, long years before, that our minds are always taking in the world on some level and something must have registered somewhere for suddenly my mind jerked into gear. My eyes had hit on a sentence that resonated with me.
I have a master's degree in this stuff and what I’d seen with blind eyes was nothing new to me. Yet still it had called to me. It had my attention. It pulled me part way out of my deeply grieving state.
I read the words again - ‘Whatever you want in your life, you want it because you love it.’
And my universe began once more to fall into place.
What I was reminded of is that creation and love are the same. We are quantum energy. We are whirling atoms, electricity, electrons streaming at the speed of light down wires; starlight, stardust: we and they are one and the same. Energy is what our bodies, minds and souls are made of. Quantum reality is REALITY. It is US.
This view gaining support now by many scientists is buffered also with the insight that the quantum energy universe is conscious. It is alive. So where does matter leave off and mind and soul begin? Is evolution really one of mind and soul, i.e. quantum stuff? I believed this until my son died. Now he was gone and I was still here did I still? Where was he? Where do dead people go, leaving us behind to grieve? What is the purpose of it all?
What is sure is that our consciousness and mind affects things greatly on quantum energy levels. Einstein believed this. I believed it too, did I now? ‘Whatever you want in life, you want it because you love it.’: Had me sitting up and taking notice though.
Instead of focusing on what I loved I’d focused instead on the muddy and unclear opposite of MY loss. I didn’t want my son dead. I knew in my bones I would willingly change places to give him his life back. Yes, I’d focused on lots of negative over the weeks since his death. Had this particular focus negated the power of creation in my own mind, with the result I spiraled ever deeper into grief?
I wanted peace. I wanted my mind focused on my research and my writing. Instead and since my son died, focusing on the wrong things I just spun out of control.
‘Whatever you want in your life, you want it because you love it.’ Because you love it. Love it.
The words hit me again, reverberating around in my mind and suddenly the wisdom of that light shone.
We evolve and we move on. I loved and still love my son greatly, but he was gone from me in body and I was focusing on that. When I focused on the love I had for him and he for me instead suddenly it all came right again.
If you can’t quite understand this yet let me try to convince you that focusing on what you love is setting into motion Isaac Newton’s law: ‘To every action there is an equal and opposite reaction’.
Yet how does that equate with love and hate, loss and grief? The equal and opposite reaction is one where the energy you send out to the world is one of selflessness for those you love. Then and only then does it return to you as their love for you.
In my case it was my son who returned in mind and emotion. I could feel him here with me, around me. I felt warm again for the first time in weeks but what felt like years.
Before we can see anything of higher frequency energy than the level of our own thoughts, we have to know what love really it. Rhonda Byrne’s little book reminded me that when our thoughts are focused on what we love we are actually creating more love. Those ‘love thoughts’ radiate energy outwards and the equal and opposite reaction law returns like-energy in more than thoughts or feeling, but in the things we love in our lives too. That is how ‘The law of attraction’ really works. It isn’t ‘pie in the sky’. It is the same real quantum, whirling, energetic stuff that our minds bodies and souls are made of - that ‘holographic energy’ that never dies, but simply moves on in time and space.
That is what I knew but had lost sight of. That is what the book reminding me of. The words acting like a catalyst on my quantum mind and soul with an instantaneous result.
My son is not ‘dead’ in any way we are used to thinking of death. What animated his body had merely released that borrowed energy. That is the way of things in a quantum universe. We move on and the purpose is to create more love.
Some day my son and I will meet again. The energy that attracted him to me and made him my son and me his father in this life, will bring us back together again in another. We might not have the same relationship, but what of that? We might not have the same sex even, but what of that? We might not have the same color of skin, but, again, what of that? Change factors only.
Heracles said: ‘It is in changing that we find purpose.’ I will add that it is in changing that we evolve and grow and become more; much more than we were. That is the purpose.
I wrapped myself in the rosy glow of the thought and in my son’s undying love for me and mine for him, I was content.
Tom Leigh. Master of Metaphysics.
http://www.psi-aware.co.uk
Tom, a retired hypnotherapist, is a graduate with a Masters degree of the University of Metaphysical Sciences. He is currently continuing his studies while writing a thesis for his doctorate and building his website.
