THE FINAL JOURNEY
I am 63 year old and as far as I know of sound mind and body.
I can't predict the future and there is no telling when my journey on this
earth will end but I plan on staying for
a while yet. It is totally uncharacteristic of me to blog about such a morbid
topic. Inevitably however, the subject of buying a niche in the Nirvana Columbarium
came up again with every Qing ming (all souls' day). How do I explain to my 90 year old mother, without offending her,
that I have never or will ever contemplate buying a pigeon hole in the Columbarium as my
final resting place.
I was born to a Taoist family but grew up and remain an atheist.
I have never personally witness any life changing spiritual miracle that would alter
my scientific world view. I do not mock people whatever their religious
believes. All religions preach about peace, morality and doing good deeds. Whether
in a temple, church or mosque I will show due respect and would without
hesitation observe and imitate their rituals if required to do so.
To live in harmony, certain things in life could be
compromised but when it comes to the final rites of passage we should respect the individual's choice. The
old Chinese culture and customs are obsessed with death. Emperors and Kings
commissioned their own mausoleums at the peak of their reign. The rich and
famous demanded a grand send-off by their decedents that commensurate with
their status and as a public display of filial piety. Fortunately, these
decadent practices are getting obsolete. Most of us are now a new generation
with no religious baggage.
So how do I plan to
go? This is beginning to sound like a open Will address to my family.
First, do not bury me in a common cemetery. Land should be
put to better use. Nothing is more pathetic and sadder than seeing those old
neglected overgrown tombs in every cemetery that never had a visitor in years.
However, should there be a free hold 10 acres family orchard in the middle of
nowhere and that the estate can be passed down through the generations, it
would be a romantic notion that a corner of land be used as a final resting
place for the family members. I would not mind my ashes be buried under the shade
of a Frangipani tree overlooking a small stream. This idea probably came from some old
English novels I had read in my younger days.
Second, a niche in a Columbarium or temple is also a NO. I
have only 1 daughter and she could be living in any part of the world in the
future. I would not want to burden or bother her or having to come and pay her
respect every year. It would be more meaningful if she remembers me and once a
year writes me a letter on my birthday updating
me about her life. In doing so she can also reflect and review the year past
and move forward.
When I died I do not want a funeral. No need for a fancy
coffin. Just get me cremated on the same day if possible. There is also no need
for a wake but I would not be able to stop family and friends from coming to say
goodbye. Maybe a small advertisement in the newspaper to officially announce I
am gone from this world. Finally, sprinkle my ashes in the open sea.
simon 29 March 2016
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