Trailing Clouds of Glory

A few days ago, my dear friend and neighbor messaged me. She said, 'Have you ever been to a medium?' I messaged back, 'No, but my neice went for another reason and Mike came through. ' My niece was very surprised because she hadn't intended to talk about Mike. But the medium sensed his presence and described him. From the description she knew it was Mike. He told her several things. But the thing that sticks in my mind is. 'Im sorry I hurt everyone. But I was hurting too'
Once Martha could see that I was comfortable with the idea of a medium, she told me she and Sabrina had gone to a very respected medium and Mike came through. They had a hard time deciding whether to tell me about it. But Mike would give them no peace until they did. We went to lunch, Martha and I and her daughter Sabrina. The things she told me convinced me that it was Mike. One of the things he said was that he didn't intentionally commit suicide with alcohol. He said he just couldn't stop himself from drinking' I know this seems like a subtle point. But it was important to Mike to tell me this. When I describe Mike's death, I have been calling it suicide by alcohol. But what he says is that he just couldn't stop drinking. No matter how you look at it, it is a tragedy.
Our conversation turned to how it is on the other side. It reminded me of a poem by Wordsworth.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,	60
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come	65
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy! Intimations of Immortality from Recollections  of Early Childhood By William Wordsworth

                                

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It only stands to reason that if we come from glory, we return to glory.  I take comfort in that. It is probably why I was never afraid of death as I faced cancer. I have always known that death is just shedding of the body, to return to our expanded self, back through the clouds of glory.