Suddenly we remember souls of the dead on ‘All Souls Day’. How many of them were revered in the same passion of thought and rememberance when alive.
Strange is that we are not taught of all boolaboo of souls of the dead to be prayed for as religious rituals taught to us by ‘pastords’ or religious business houses where you buy Masses for the dead.
Reality is we need to (not only pray) but reach out to living souls, and not just reach out to the graves of the souls of the dead.
Too much bullshit we have consumed of Heaven, Hell and Purgatory. Reality is we all are blessed to be in Heaven on earth, as we have the basics and even more. In Hell are those suffering calamities, diseases or any other difficulty WHICH WE CAN REACH AND MAKE A DIFFERENCE. In Purgatory arw those who want to make their lives hell, with vices, selfishness, greed, ego, etc.
If we want to pray (though I don’t know the real meaning of prayer) is wishing good for living souls. You have been a great soul in the journey of my life and I wish you the Heaven you are blessed to be. If u r in a situation of grief, sorrow or pain and if I can make a difference, I will be there
Those is purgatory, you still have a chance to share your blessings with less privileged (not of material and monetary possessions) but of love, someone to talk too, someone to trust, someone to spend time with
So I prefer living souls to the souls of the dead whose life (if there is after life) to whom I can make a differece. To the souls of the dead, I extend my respect, gratitude and appreciation for what they have been in life. I prefer to apologise to living souls for my indifference or hurt I may have caused, than go to a grave and say sorry, as the dead may not hear.
I rather offer flowers of my hospitality to the living souls who are generous to visit my humble abode than put flowers on a tomb stone where it would wither and my thoughts and rememberance too, only to be remembered again on ‘All Souls Day’ next year, instead of remembering, thanking and enjoying ‘All Souls around me everyday’