I didn’t plan on following a funeral post with a burial post, but this really intrigued me. A friend posted an article on Facebook about ancient women being buried with their spindles. Men were buried with their weapons. Kings were buried with their riches. If they used animals in their lifetime, they would be buried with those too.
Got me thinking. If I hold a belief in the afterlife, what would I pack?
I suppose I always assumed that, since I would be entering a new world without a body, I wouldn’t require anything from this world. I wouldn’t have hands to wield a sword or a spindle. But at my brother-in-law’s funeral, I did notice a man slipping something into his casket as he said his farewell. A note? A photo? A trinket? I’ll never know.
Humans seem to have a strange attachment to objects, assigning meaning based on emotions they conjure. Another friend posted that he’d just parted with a pair of boots that he knew he’d walked over seven thousand miles in and couldn’t bear to throw them in the trash for fear of being “disrespectful.” I had a similar attachment to my last car – the only thing that had survived my tumultuous past.
Given a choice, if you really could take something with you into “the next life” what would you chose? A favorite book? Boots? Tool? Award? Jewelry? Sporting equipment?
I think I’d take pen and paper and/or camera to document my new journey.
You never know when you might run into a doorway back.(with proof of an afterlife!)