Life after Life

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

On becoming a parent and the responsibility there within.

I believe in reincarnation. Not some self serving belief in my own personal existence continuing after my discontinuance. Not the righteous wonderings of monks and yogis claiming to be so empty that they are full of nonsense. I think that we’ve all overlooked the only true gift our creator gave to us. The knowledge of right and wrong? No. The freedom of choice? No. The desire to worship something larger than ourselves? No. As my creator molded me in its image, so too was I blessed with the ability to create in mine. And when the spinner of our years watches as we we ignite the spark of life and something new and terrible and amazing and undefinably uniques comes into existence, though not entirely me, and not entirely her, So completely both of us. In looking into my children’s visages the first time and seeing my own reflected back, I touched the face of god. Now everyday I am reborn living my trials over through them. Desperately avoiding my own shame in their failures, as they are reflections of me, and simultaneously basking in the little successes seeing them thrive so much younger than I had, knowing they are further along their path than I was. The man who cannot see this has truly died a dreamless death and cannot be reborn. He has sunken into the hell of his own heart, selfishly coveting his own rotting flesh, cannibalizing his own soul for the until he is no more. I slowly trickle myself into their cup day after day knowing, graciously, that when I am ash on the wind, my essence; who I was will be carried on in who they are. In a generation after I have ceased to be, another spark will be ignited and carry a little of my flame with it. The only real gift our creator gave us was the ability to create life in our own image. We get to choose what that image will be.


Submitted: April 02, 2021

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LE. Berry

I love the last line of your piece Jason...it's a truth for me also.

Fri, April 2nd, 2021 9:04pm

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I appreciate that. Relatability is huge where I feel like loneliness is and maybe an inevitable truth. As a father it was really important for me to get this one down and out of my head. Thank you for your words and mindyoursadness

Sat, April 3rd, 2021 3:32am

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