365: one week- Belief

This week I have seen belief rise above all else.

Belief sends you through rainbowsThis week, I have been asking questions; questions similar to those that my son asked me two weeks ago. We were alone in the car- barr a sleeping baby curled in her car seat, oblivious to the weights pressing on our shoulders- and we were speaking about our day. We were driving slowly, and speaking slowly, and listening to our words as they floated to the roof of the car then popped like bubbles. We were grabbing at those words, trying to savour them, to taste them, before they disappeared and were never to be again.

And I thought.

What if my son was speaking the truth? What if his version of events was actually the way the world worked after all? He wasn’t saying anything that I myself hadn’t been saying at his age.

Heaven is a special place. There are toys and games and superheroes. People who died were angels and babies that died were the most special of all. And she was watching. She was sending rainbows. She was sending rainbows! Two, together, streaking across our sky as we drove home. Colours sharp against the grey clouds and sunshine illuminating them from behind. Two. Rainbows.

Belief sends you through rainbowsI’m older now though. And I find I have to question things. People I’ve met and listened to have blurred my view of the way things work. I no longer have that 3 year old’s perception of life, and death and belief. And what is belief? Why do we need it? Is my concept of it all really that different?

I cannot believe that there is nothing after this. I cannot accept it. My children cannnot either. My son thinks we go to Belief sends you through rainbowsHeaven and we play and are looked after by other mummies and daddies. My daughter thinks we turn into other animals and creatures and we continue on and on and on. Either way, they have a belief and I envy that.

A friend once told me, as her mother was dying, she was struck by how much she envied her belief. She was going to Heaven. She was safe, and loved. And that belief was so important. It wrapped around her like a warm, familiar blanket and it carried her to the end.

Belief does amazing things. It gives you strength, and power, and courage. It sends you through rainbows.

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  1. August 17, 2013 / 7:20 pm

    I tend to believe that children ‘know’ so much more than we do. We tend to forget through all our accumulated ‘knowledge’ as we grow older. xx
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    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 17, 2013 / 7:28 pm

      I think you’re right. Children can often voice things so much better too x

  2. August 17, 2013 / 8:02 pm

    I love losing myself in Esther and William’s stories of what Baby Tilda is doing in the sky x They believe she is up there and happy and so do I, most days. Oh to be three and truly believe with no questions or fear or doubt x
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    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 17, 2013 / 8:09 pm

      I think we need to take a leaf from their books. I really do xxx

  3. August 17, 2013 / 10:37 pm

    In the 48 hours before my Gran, my mother’s mother, passed away, she became restless and agitated by something in the ceiling corner of the room. She repeatedly asked my mum what the bright light was. And she insisted that Alec (her late husband) had visited the night before. Not once prior to that had she ever been confused about my Papa. I do believe in an afterlife, I have no idea how or where but I believe that we will meet our loved ones in some form again x
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  4. August 18, 2013 / 8:28 pm

    Sadly we dont find out the truth until it is too late, if there is an afterlife of whatever form we cant come back and tell the world, and if there isnt well we will never know. I am a believer there is something out there for us in some format.
    I remember sitting with a friends dad a few years back, who had been given only a few short hours, but she was in London, so she asked me to stay with him till she got there so at least if he did go he had somebody with him. He had a cardiac arrest while I was there, and was resuscitated, and told me that same night that he was sent back, he was told by an angel it was not his turn to go, the very words of an old man who died and was brought back……spooky but reassuring that there is something.
    Its nice when children will talk about the subject of death as we all go one day.
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    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 19, 2013 / 8:21 am

      I hope your friend made it in time. I agree, its important to talk to children about death. I wish I had the same conviction that they do!
      xx

  5. August 19, 2013 / 1:29 pm

    That first picture is so beautiful!

    I do believe there is an afterlife. Our religion basically says that this life is temporary and we are all striving to do good deeds which will lead us to heaven.
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    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 24, 2013 / 5:48 pm

      Hello! Yes they’re my photos- taken on my phone at Beeston Castle. Think I just caught it at the right time!
      x

    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 24, 2013 / 6:07 pm

      Thank you, what a lovely comment
      xx

    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 24, 2013 / 6:07 pm

      Thank you
      xx

  6. August 24, 2013 / 12:04 am

    That top photo is amazing, simply astounding. Matilda is definitely there.

    Thanks for linking up to Project 365.
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    • ghostwritermummy
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      August 24, 2013 / 6:07 pm

      Thank you
      x

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