Thursday 19 april 2012
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Losing a loved one is an experience that we all go through at some stage in our lives but it is something that one can never get used to, no matter how many times
it happens to you. It is part of life and we all need to strengthen one another should it happen that someone close to us lose a loved one.
It always happens unexpectedly even if a person was sick, but we always hope that a miracle will happen and they will get better. Some people get sick for a little
while and they pass on, while others suffer for a longer period of time. It doesn’t really matter how we lose a loved one, it is always a traumatic experience and as
human beings we will never get used to it.
No one knows exactly happens after death but we who believe in ancestors say that our loved ones who pass away, become our guides and spirits. Some people believe
in different lives for one soul, while others believe in ancestors that form another family in the after life. It doesn’t really matter what you believe in because at the end of the day we were
all created from a “source”, for a reason and once our purpose is done on earth, we all go back to the source.
I have been exposed to a lot of religions in my quest for some answers in the mysteries of life and I have come to understand that we all believe in one thing but
we call it different names, according to our understanding and culture. This is perfectly normal and it helps a lot when we are faced with hard times as it gives us a support system that makes
sense of a situation and then keeps us going. The key is to accept life as it is brought to you by the creator and to deal with it’s ups and downs in a way that makes you a better person in your
lifetime. It is also very important for all of us to support one another in times of hardship and never to judge people according to their beliefs and culture.
We believe that when you love someone, you have that connection with them, that makes you finish each other’s sentences and sometimes you can even sense when your
loved one is in trouble. However, death is another mystery that has not been revealed to us in totality, because most of the time people get shocked by the news of passing of a loved one. I know,
I was…
I lost a loved one in July of 1999 in a very freak road accident which happened in the early hours of one morning in KwaMashu township. When the accident happened,
I was sleeping peacefully at my home on the other side of town, to be woken up by a phone call from a friend who told me that my boyfriend and a father of my child was in a kombi that collided
with a municipal bus at 3am that morning, and everybody was believed to have died in that accident. When you hear something like this, so unexpected, it numbs you and you wish it were a bad
dream. Well, for me it wasn’t a bad dream. Later I were to find out that even though my boyfriend was still breathing at the accident scene, he had broken his neck and was announced dead when
they arrived at the hospital.
During this whole ordeal, I felt like I didn’t have full control of my body. It felt like I had borrowed my senses to someone else and I couldn’t control my
emotions no matter how hard I tried.
Yes, it is hard to believe at the time and it is even worse if a person didn’t get sick. This is the case where you find that even the departed don’t realize what
happened to them because it happens so quickly before the mind could make sense of it-I only discovered this information when I started doing readings and got these messages from the other side.
When doing a reading for someone who passes away like this, they are in a state of confusion and are waiting for a confirmation from the loved ones who are still living
to release them and this is the hardest part, if you are not aware of what is taking place.
Sometimes we want to hang on to a memory of a loved one who has passed on because it is hard to finally accept that they are gone and we will never see them again
on this earth. This is a major set-back in the after life because the dead remain in limbo being held back by us who are still living. It is a pity that during a reading
we only catch the spirit of the dead during the time of death because they are stuck and not after it has been released and sent back to the source. If that was the case then we would be able to
know even the source itself through the dead. The only thing we know is that, once a soul is released it floats freely on its way back to the creator and it becomes an angel to us(whoever
it is assigned to). As to who do we meet after death, I have not gone that far into the after life and I wouldn’t even like to know about that part of death.
Like everybody else , I also hung on to a soul for so many years thereafter, finding it difficult to move on and forget. Then one day, I realized that I didn’t have
to forget but I had to accept the life that my God has put before me. I had to live my life and be on my path that was set for me to travel without wanting to change
anything.
Yes, you do accept and try to move on but the pain is always there-its part of life. There are days when you feel like it was just yesterday and you start to cry
but over the years I have learnt to follow up on that tear with a smile, which is a confirmation that I am okay with everything that God has put before.
Once I did a reading with a medium from Mozambique and my loved one came forth and told me that his soul was snatched too quickly before he could realize what was
happening. Even though this was painful for me to hear, I also took comfort in the fact that he didn’t feel any pain at all.
The only problem with such a soul is that it becomes attached to the things it loved and will always need affirmation to say that it must
move on to the other life. My boyfriend left me with a two year old daughter whom he loved very much. She didn’t know him very well at that time but she surprised us all at the cemetery
when she started waving goodbye to the sky as the cars were going away from the graveyard- I just smile with tears in my eyes.
Since then I have made it a habit to visit his grave once a year, just to say a small prayer and to acknowledge him as a father to my daughter. When my daughter
grew older she made sure that we don’t miss a year without going to Redhill cemetery. Sometimes she gets sick if we delay to go, in that particular year but I always make sure that we go before
she complains too much. She has her special relationship with her dad and each time we get there, I leave her behind to say her peace alone on her dads’ grave. My daughter is 15 this year and I
know through doing readings for her that her ancestors are with her and they love her very much. It is my duty as a parent to always pray for her dads’ spirit not to come across too strong to her
because a dad is not supposed to guide a child. I always have to do a prayer and affirm to him that his daughter is doing well, the ancestors are with her, and he must rest peacefully…
Rest in peace Sifiso Lawrence Dlamini




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