We Will Be Absorbed!!

We will be absorbed!!!

I’m feeling very blessed to have discovered a beautiful piece of music by experimental folk quartet ‘Spiro’’, titled ‘We Will Be Absorbed’.  The live performance (available on Spotify) is introduced as a:

“Very joyful view of what happens to us when we reach the end of our days on this orb and get reunited with the cosmos.  We will be absorbed.”

On hearing this I felt an instantaneous sense of joy, it’s so inspiring to hear people sharing a more holistic view of death, which recognises out true place in the cosmos.

Popular culture, and indeed society as a whole, more commonly portrays death as a horror that lingers in wait for us:

Well, he'll leave you standin' and cryin' in this land.

Well, Death'll leave you standin' and crying in this land.

Well, he'll come to your house but he won't stay long,
Look in the bed and your father will be gone.

Death don't have no mercy in this land.
(Gary Davis)

This view of death creates in many people a huge sense of life burdening fear.  I can recall a phase in my life where the fear of death was so crippling that I could not face the idea of living. If death was such a cruel and empty end, what was the point in going on, I had once misguidedly thought to myself.

Such a depressing view of death is enforced by the belief that death is the ultimate end, an event at which our little egos say good-bye for good, as we enter a dark abyss.  Funerals enforce this view of eternal darkness, standing in black; people cry hysterically at their loss and for the END of their beloved.

In contrast Spiro’s beautiful tack presents death, in a stunning musical journey, as a joyful end to our human lives, at which we are reunited with the totality of things.  This view recognises that it is only the ego that dies (an illusion which veils us from our true benevolence), and that this human life is but a wave on the ocean, and when our times comes, we shall return to the great depths from which were born.

Of course the death of our loved ones is sad, and tears born from our love are beautiful testaments to our compassion for others. But let’s celebrate the lives we live and view our reunification with the cosmos as the show stopping finally.

"The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance."
Alan Watts