Well, from what I've seen working as a Nurse and assisting in Post Mortems, etc, as well being present at the odd exhumations, it AIN"T very pretty at all what happens AFTER we've 'fallen off the perch' to say the least.
I've been at the bed-side of many patients as they've died, never once seen anything remotely resembling a 'soul/spirit' departing the corporeal body UNLESS you wish to count the body evacuating 'waste' that is.
And an exhumed corpse is TRULY a rather disgusting, smelly and quite rank sight in deed.
I could be considered as quite cynical or even worse, BUT, when at a Funeral/Burial and the Priest raves on with " In the sure and certain Hope of Resurrection" bit, I always smile inwardly to myself thinking HOW can HOPE be sure and certain in the first place.
I know what will happen in my case if I die in a normal country (if not kidnapped, murdered etc.)
I write a special travel will each time I travel and keep in the laptop bag I carry.
Someone you know comes and meets you and tells you it’s time. You walk off together toward the light at the end of the passage and catch up with each other on the way. You get to the end of the passage, have a review of your life and then dissipate into some other consciousness. That’s as far as I got.
We were spreading the ashes of my partners late father in a little ceremony at a beach in S.W. Scotland where he was evacuated to during WW2. We parked our car about 100m from the beach and as we walked to it a cat appeared from a nearby wood mewing loudly and accompanied us. It stayed with us during the short ceremony and back to the car park afterwards then just walked away and disappeared from view.
If I believed in reincarnation there would be no doubt that the man had returned as a cat. Ironically during life he hated cats.
Organ donor followed by cremation.
In my will, I asked for my ashes to be spread in my beloved Cascade Mountains. I don't care if my daughter drives to Stevens Pass, walks six feet into the woods, dumps the ashes and leaves.
My married daughter Claire, 29, will receive $100,000 from my life insurance policy. In my will, I asked that it be used for her house or college expenses.
Back to the earth from which we came. I’m cool with that. Even if it were possible, I wouldn’t want to live forever. One lifetime is enough.