Dead Woman Talking

I may be dead but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have any feelings or thoughts.

Why, it is our very thoughts that infuse life into us…even while we’re “dead.”

Doesn’t make sense? Well, give it some time and it will. Death can turn your world upside down…from your vantage point anyway.  I feel quite “right side up.”

I no longer have a body per se, just a hint of an outline of where my flesh and bones once resided.

I can wish myself anywhere at any time. There’s no need for use of the “feet” or public transportation.  A simple thought of where I want to be and I am transported in a blink.

And you believe that I’m no longer with you because I have passed from the physical world and you have remained, but that is not so…not so at all. I am probably more present now than I was when I was there with you.  I see you and I feel love but it is the kind of love that is selfless and without grasping.

I can now immediately sense your essence, perfection and fundamental goodness.  Words are unnecessary and are in fact a hindrance, a burden, a border that created separation.  Any type of conflict that we once may have had has now dissolved.

Me being “dead” and you being “alive” is such a fallacy.  It is a fairytale that has been passed down through the ages as if we were children and have been spoon fed fanciful stories to amuse us and keep us quiet and obedient.  There is but a wisp between your world and mine and we come and go freely between each, learning, always learning…even through our pain we are expanding and growing.

I feel more free here.  You are still encased in the cumbersome body and consciousness that holds you fast to the world made “real” by your beliefs. Now, though, my thoughts have less resistance.  Opposition isn’t given the strength here that it possesses there.  It’s evident in the wars that your world has created by a group consciousness that brings them into play.

There is no war or hatred here.

Oh no, don’t feel sorry for me…

 

Grace is our hostess at dVerse and introduces us to writing from the perspective of the dead as put forth by the writer Marvin Bell:  http://dversepoets.com/2014/11/04/poetics-the-book-of-dead-man/

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  1. without the limits of flesh, we have freedom

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  2. There is freedom in not being encumbered with a body or feet, to be free to go in blink of an eye or an idea ~ And I want to imagine a place where is no war nor hatred, at least among the dead ~

    Very empowering write Gayle ~ Thanks for participating & wishing you happy week ~

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  3. Interesting prompt and a interesting response. More here then what you were when you were here. Nice job.

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  4. I so resonate with the thoughts you have expressed here. I especially love the presence of the departed, and the veil through which he or she comes and goes……….very cool to read. I totally loved this!

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    • Ah, so glad it resonated with you, Sherry…thank you. As I’ve gotten older my ideas of what lies ahead for us has drastically changed. I love that I’m still evolving and new ideas are springing up!

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  5. I feel like it’s so true that when you’re dead you’re more here than when you’re alive. I really connected with this post Gayle.

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  6. A very appealing life after death that you’ve portrayed–an ideal world, indeed.

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    • I really resonate with the idea of our endless consciousness that just moves on to another place…to continue the journey.

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  7. you know…with the deutsche bahn striking at the moment it’s not bad to not longer be dependant on public transpoartation…smiles… i like how relaxed he his…no longer involved in the everyday stress… loving more selfless… that’s a good thing…

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    • Haha… I didn’t know about the strike of your railway system…sorry about that…hope it isn’t causing too much inconvenience for you. Yes, to be unencumbered and free in many ways sounds like a good thing to me too. Thanks, Claudia.

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  8. no, i may long for a world such as that…if a peace exists on that side….and i like the fallacy you create between the dead and the living…ha…it is an interesting perspective…and i think maybe death does change our perspectives, just a bit…smiles.

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    • Yes, for sure death is most upsetting when we lose our loved ones. I would never want to trivialize that pain…but from the dead man/woman’s take…not such a big deal. Or so I like to think…smiles.

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  9. I think that there is a beautiful hope in that aftermath.. hope it’s true…

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  10. Oh, I hope the dead feel this way. Comforting words to think about if one has lost someone.

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  11. Groovy piece, and I can only hope your view of the afterlife is true!

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  12. Very interesting!

    “You are still encased in the cumbersome body and consciousness that holds you fast to the world made “real” by your beliefs” – LOVED this line. Sums up our shackles and the lack of them on the other side beautifully!

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  13. I loved this perspective… Sometimes I say give me ‘dead’ any day 🙂 but then I had better be careful what I wish for as I am still in the land of the living.. and hope my stay will be for a little while longer.. 🙂 😉 Wishing you well Gayle.. and good to see you have been busy writing again..
    Love Sue

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    • Yeah, we have to be careful for what we wish…our thoughts are powerful! It’s good to see you too, Sue…really haven’t written much in a long while but somehow this prompt lit a fire under me to express myself. 🙂
      xoxo

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  14. being dead seems fun time, only joking, i really love the speaker’s emotion and his being omniscient…wonderful…

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    • Yeah, what if being dead was fun? Maybe as fun as we make it here… 🙂 Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me, Sumana.

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  15. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

     /  November 6, 2014

    Absolutely! I didn’t write my poem from the point of view of my work as a psychic medium. Some readers asked me questions based on that work though, and I struggled to answer, bogged down in details. Here, you have articulated it perfectly, just as I understand it to be. This poem has a powerful ring of truth.

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    • I feel so validated by you, Rosemary…and so encouraged too. Thank you! There is a strong part of me that believes this is truly the way it is on the “other side.” I can see how it may be difficult to put these things into words when asked questions but I had no such limit placed on me. I just wrote what I felt is my truth. At least for now anyway…I am still evolving on these matters.

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  16. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

     /  November 6, 2014

    PS I have linked to this from my Cronewyze blog, which is about all sorts of ‘otherworldly’ stuff: http://cronewyze.blogspot.com.au/2014/11/whats-it-like-being-dead.html

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  17. this is absolutely beautiful. i agree with your interpretation of death. 🙂

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