
Think About This…
A friend of mine had been talking about how she felt that her grandmother, when she passed, had become a part of her new born son. Many religions and beliefs believe in an after life. So, I was pondering this thought.
There was a scientific study, where they weighed a person moments before they died and then just after they died and found that a person loses about 10% of their body weight when they die. Now, if you ask me to quote the study, I can not because I read this years ago. As I get older, I can’t remember where I have read things, but at least I am still remembering what I have read.
Yes, the “haters” as I have seen it quoted will say that it was the weight of the oxygen on the final exhale as well as the loss of bodily functions. Well, I do not believe that you lose that much in excrements and oxygen. There is something else that goes as well. As we have come to know, energy can not be created or destroyed, so the “energy” of your body is being transposed. Call it a soul or what you will, but I do believe this does happen.
The reason I bring this up is because I, too, often wonder if my father was passed on into my daughter. No, not by my genes, but by some Ultimate Power, if you will, it is my father. My grandmother gave me a picture of my father when he was about two or so. The other day, I compared it to a picture of my youngest daughter when she was the same age. Other then one being male and the other female, they had the same facial expressions and looked exactly alike. It was eerie, but I wonder if my father interceded because at the time my ex found out she was pregnant with Kenzie, we were separated. I truly wonder if he got involved and brought me back long enough to see her born and go through the trials of her being premature.
If he was trying to help save my family, I applaud his efforts, but sadly that did not come about. But here is the thing; I still see facial expressions in Kenz that are my dad’s. Just little smiles, mannerisms, etc. make me truly believe that he is inside of her or at least a part of him is.
So, what are your thoughts? Are we insane for believing this or is there something truly there. The ancient Hebrews believed in what is known as the “Guf” which is known as the hall of souls. As I stated, most religions believe in an after life, so, what do we do in it? Where do we go and how do we continue on? Hmmm

4 Comments:
It certainly is possible. Interesting idea.
Im thinking on the fly here.. Im sure you have some expressions and mannerisms that you have in common with your father. Would it not be passed into your children? maybe not the same ones that you have but ones that you would recognize?
It could be just... genetics? or is it more of a copycat thing? She is immitating something she has seen?
I dont know lol :) made me think. Now Im wondering if I have anyones... essence? *smile*
u know my beliefs... so i'll finally lose 10 pounds when i can't enjoy it anymore? FIGURES actually there is a pic of my great gram, that grams mom. the 2 of us look alot alike, i wonder if thats why we had such a close relationship. because she died when my gram was 9. hmmmmm next time around i'm requesting a rich family
I dont think it is impossible at all. I think that even the living inherit things from people who have passed on and I dont think that is too hard to believe when there is a family connection.
I was about eleven years old when my grandfather died and even though I think I was quite a lot like him as a child. Apparently as an adult the resemblance is sometimes uncanny.
Not just in looks but in personality and overall expression of manner.
You may have a point.
Interesting blog. It certainly makes you think.
I am fortunate enough that I haven't had too many major deaths in my family, and I am almost 36. I have both sets of grandparents that are living still, and my parents are still alive as well.
Although I 100% believe that we have souls, and I know that once our human body dies, our soul still lives. Are there billions of souls floating around? Hmmmm...
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