I’m currently just a few weeks into this new television show entitled Resurrection. So far, the entire premise surrounds the strange return of several previously dead individuals to their families and loved ones. And no, this isn’t a new zombie television show, even though it may sound like it. In fact each of the people who have returned so far, are quite alive and healthy. But let me set something straight before you get the wrong impression, this entry is not specifically about that show or my theories behind it. Instead, it’s about a question that show has raised within me since I began to watch it.
What would I do if someone I once loved and cared about, who had previously died, suddenly returned from the grave, completely alive and well, as if not a single day had passed since their death?
A lot of thoughts cross my mind when I ponder this question. Of course the first people I think of are my father and mother, who both tragically died from their brief life on this planet. For those readers who are new to my writings, my father took his own life around the age of 51, while my mother died when she fell down the stairs in a drunken episode at the age of 61. To imagine either one of them suddenly showing up on my doorstep, alive and well, seems inconceivable. Realistically, I’m sure my ego would most likely be running through the same gambit of crazy questions the characters are doing now in that latest episode of Resurrection.
What I do know is that if my mother or father were to reappear today, all conspiracies and alien theories aside, I would embrace them with all the love and light I could muster. Many years ago though, I couldn’t say the same. Back then I harbored fierce anger and resentment anytime I thought about them.
It took me a long time to find forgiveness in my heart for both of my parents because of what I went through with them my entire life, especially with how their lives ended. Before that happened, I used to talk about their alcoholism and mental illness to others with viciousness and spite in my words. And what I didn’t realize was how much that was holding me back from not only healing my own life, but also in seeing any of the good they did do while they were alive. Thankfully, that’s not the case anymore.
When I speak of my parents these days in any of the motivation talking I do with others, it’s never to put them down, as I love the both of them dearly now. The reality is that I have been freed from that poison I placed within myself all those years I carried anger towards them. I truly don’t feel that anymore, nor do I feel any hate, rage, frustration, or negative emotions towards either of them. It took me years of hard work in therapy, with many spiritual teachers, and with my recovery work, to get here. And this is the reason why I know if my parents were to be resurrected today for some strange reason, I would have only one desire, which is to show them as much unconditional love as I could.
I know this idea of people returning from the grave in a non zombie-like state is pretty far-fetched and hard to grasp. But in all truthfulness, that was never the point of this article. The only thing I had hoped all of you would see is how you might feel inside if loved ones suddenly started returning from the grave, alive and well.
If some part of you felt any ill-will or negative emotions when you pictured them coming back, then just know it’s an area of your life that you may want to spend some more time working on. Harboring any anger, negativity, or resentment towards anyone, dead or alive, is only going to prevent you from spiritually growing and becoming the beacon of light that you are meant to become.
I should know as I spent years being angry with my parents, well beyond the day they died. While my mother and father may have passed rather young and cut their lives short from what they could have achieved here, I’m thankful I’m not haunted anymore by any negative memories of them. But even more importantly, I am quite grateful for a television show like Resurrection. Watching its first few episodes have reminded me how much spiritual work I’ve done in my life to have the good memories that I do now of my parents.
Peace, love, light, and joy,
Andrew Arthur Dawson