Not everyone I know believes in life after death. Some are undecided, while others may be sceptical, but our communication and relationships are grounded in respect and tolerance for each other’s views. I do not try to change their minds, nor do they try to change mine. None of my friends have ever asked me to ‘prove’ anything to them. We may sometimes discuss different ideas and perspectives, but never in an argument or personal way.
When I reflect on it, most of my friends come from the medical and scientific fields. Our bond has strengthened because they accept me as a person. They have never been judgmental, and I feel safe in their company. I am comfortable with sceptics and non-believers, but I avoid cynics.
“I want to believe… I really do. I need proof.” I hear this quite often. I explain that we are all different. Some of us may go through life without ever experiencing proof that solidifies a belief in an afterlife. Unfortunately, I wish they could have the solid evidence they seek to gain certainty. At times, it feels unfair that I experience proof of life after death nearly every day while they are deprived of it, even when they make a genuine effort to remain open-minded and accepting.
Perhaps some people are ‘spared’ from experiencing the paranormal because their minds might be unable to process it. Maybe it’s not meant to be—too much truth could bring confusion or even be detrimental. The fact that they can maintain an open mind despite not having personal experiences is admirable.
A good doctor friend once told me, “I don’t know anything about the paranormal or life after death. However, I trust your sincerity. So when you say something is out there, I listen—because I believe in you.”
Deeply honoured is an understatement.
