Money In The Cemetery

Greetings everyone, (this post short and sweet :-) 450 words)

While visiting the cemetery today for memorial services in honor of my mother in law may she rest in peace, my eyes did the usual wandering around and observed the rows upon rows of tomb stones in memory of those who were buried there.  

Looking around and observing, I began thinking the usual thoughts that pop up while visiting a cemetery. When you see all kinds of people from all ages old and young, tall and short, fat and skinny, healthy and sick etc. all of them came to the final destination laying side by side, seeing all this can start a Chain of thoughts, what is truly important in this world while we are here, and can enjoy it, and it can bring thoughts of gratitude as well for all that we have and can still enjoy while we have the gift of life.

But interesting enough the message I observed while being there was about “money “yes money. Seeing the nice tomb stones and knowing the expensive casket’s that people buy all of that equals simple one word “Money”.  

 I observed the human connection to money is a deep and long lasting one from the moment it breathe its first breath till its last breath money will be its constant companion. Even when life has left its body the human still needs to rely on money to make sure that they will be buried with respect.

A person comes in to the world naked and leaves the world naked but every step of the way the need for money will accompany him.

So maybe just maybe what needs to be remembered is the person’s constant companion and should be acknowledged or at least remembered a bit in his eulogy and on his tombstone.

But, there is one little point to add to this observation, that the amount of how much or how little money the person had is of no importance in a cemetery, where quiet reins and beggar and rich man all lay quiet near each other in harmony. 

 How they achieved and attained their constant companion, that is of most importance, did he get his money honestly or thru thievery and treachery, and how did he act with his money was it with kindness or humility or with arrogance and stinginess.

I can say this day has been one of finding a deeper meaning of our connection to money and the saying that the color of blood is green, has some truth to it.

So this is it for now, all the best in your journey thru this challenging but beautiful world.

Looking forward to hearing your comments

Pinny

Pinnysthoughts@gmail.com