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Monday, October 31, 2011

31. How do You Wish To Be Buried?


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Happy Halloween and I hope everyone has a blessed Samhain! I thought I'd talk today about how you wish to be buried once you reach your final end. I know death isn't often a topic people wish to discuss. I know I don't want to dwell on it. But all must come to an end, and that end is smoother sailing for our relatives if there is a plan made. I admit, I don't have a will. And I'm not sure my husband has any idea what I really want. But now that I'm publishing it here, its certainly going to be available for all to read just in case.

I use to say I didn't want to be cremated. I mean witch equals big burning fire! Hello? Didn't my ancestor get similar treatment? OK well bad example, she was hung. But somehow burning my body had less appeal. But then I thought about it some more.

Cremation has a long history. Historians believe it started approximately 3000 B.C in Europe.**Source It was only with the early Christians that we begin to see burials become popular.

So here is how I want my burial to go. When I die, I do want to be cremated. But I do not want an elaborate urn or a big funeral. I want those people who mattered most to me to scatter my ashes to the 4 winds and 4 elements. Keeping only a small vial of ashes for each person to carry with them as the 5th Spirit element. I'll leave my family to decide exactly where to scatter my ashes. But I would like them to visit a different state for each direction.

  • In the North, Somewhere in Ohio. My ashes should be mixed with Earth and left in the corn fields my husband all too often teases me for loving so much.
  •  East can be somewhere on the East Coast. My ashes should be mixed with sea water. Because in life I may not be able to visit the sea, but in spirit I will visit often.
  •  West, well I won't make them go to the coast, but as far west as they'd like to go. Just reach a high point, and let air carry me away.
  •  South, my old Kentucky Home. Build a fire somewhere in the woods with my ashes. Roast some marshmallows, and hear me laugh and dance around the fire.

And I have a poem I'd like them to read aloud.

Do Not Stand at my Grave

Do not stand at my brave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on a ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.






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5 comments:

  1. Thanks for sharing this beautiful post. Your dream burial sounds very nice and personal. i like it. I have always loved the idea of a Viking burial. I know it's illegal but it would be awesome.

    Thanks for the poem. It has special meaning to me. I copied it down and gave it to one of my sisters when our brother passed away last year.

    Samhain Blessings, V.

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  2. This is a beautiful post. Graves are for the living, not for the dead. When my times comes, I want a place for my family to go to and remember me, but it does not have to be a grave - and cremating is just fine with me. I like it warm. ^^

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  3. I decided years ago on cremation for a very simple reason... I simply don't like bugs. I know that what is left is just a "shell", but I'll not share this shell with bugs, thank you very much. Besides in funerals of cremated remains vs casket they seem much less depressing, and the thought of scattering ashes to rejoin earth/air/water seems nice. I haven't decided where I would want the ashes to be scattered though.

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