Thursday, December 24, 2009

the winter solstice

Another milestone in a cycle of death and rebirth.

The winter solstice holiday is one of those things I accept as a part of my spirituality, as something very important to everyone regardless of the faith they've chosen.
And yes, I'm talking about what majority of the world knows as Christmas.

I don't believe there is a culture that does not celebrate this solstice whatsoever. In every culture, all the important points in the annual cycle - including winter - have a holiday of their own.

The importance of the winter's solstice comes from the fact that on this day, the Sun stays up for the shortest time. After the Solstice passes, Christmas comes. The Fire, the Light, the Sun has been reborn, victorious against the night of Set and will now reinstate its rule over the night, slowly but surely.

So, if you still visit Backlit in spite of my recent silence...
I wish you a merry Christmas (or whichever solstice day you celebrate, but it's probably Christmas anyway) and a happy New Year.
Be creative. Evolve and develop. Stay healthy. Everything else will come to you as long as you live and breathe fully every day.

Monday, December 14, 2009

goodbye, father

Yeah, so in the end, I forgot to explain something I meant to explain 7th Dec. I've already posted the morbid news on Facebook, though, I've already received condolences.

The person who inspired creating this blog, a visionary, a creator and my father...
On 30th November, I returned from school to find a home of tears, to discover that on this day, my father has chosen to leave this world through death.

A sad fate, but in all this time I have already dealt with it. The moments of sorrow are gone. Acceptance came easily.

Now his body already rests in the soil, soon to be food to things of the earth. His soul, as I believe and hope, has found all the answers he ever wanted.

So, just one last time.
Goodbye, Father.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

fear

I have come to understand a few more things about death.

I do not fear the fact itself that I will die. In fact, I'm curious as to what's on the other side. I want to know, I want to see, but I may not get any answer until I leave the chains of this world behind.

However, I'm afraid of what would happen if I were to die, especially as it is today.

There would be a price to pay - a price of sorrow, paid from the tears of those closest to me. No matter how few or many they are, they would have to pay for the answers I would find.
There would be a void left behind, a void impossible to fill in.
I would probably feel guilty.
I do not want freedom at such a price.

There are so many things I haven't done or experienced. There are things I haven't told to those I love. There are places I want to see. This, also, is something I cannot ignore.

This is exactly why I want to live.

p.s. I'm taking the Twitter gadget off - it has gone insane for some reason, showing a certain "undefined"s tweet feed.