afterlife

Avowed atheist, the late Christopher Hitchens, often accused theists of wanting to believe in a Heaven because they want “the party to go on”.  (Christopher Hitchens was this scary man with a deep voice who always reminded me of my Dad when he gets really angry and I am in big trouble.)

Hitchens compared religious references of Heaven to a never-ending party because he felt that people were afraid of no longer existing after they die, of losing their identity or connection to loved ones.  They want to imagine some kind of world where they will once again be alive and able to experience all the fun they had while on earth, but this time without any of the sorrows or negatives.  They want to know that they will once again be reunited with Mom, Uncle Charlie, and their hamster Gerald.

It’s interesting to note that this idea of existing after death is a relatively Western concept.  Eastern philosophy is a bit different.  We do not want the party to go on.  Especially one that involves grey hairs, cellulite craters, saggy skin, saggier body parts, and general old age as the night grows longer.  (Not that I have real experience with any of these myself yet, but theoretically speaking!)

Instead we wish for jeevan mukti or moksha which is a release from reincarnation, or the cycle of rebirth.  Our goal is ceasing to exist as a constantly suffering, vulnerable, and transitory lifeform.  The final resting state is simply imagined to be one with no hardships or even existence, as opposed to a fun, colorful, heavenly party with harps and angels.  The Eastern vision of Heaven may sound a bit drab at first, but think of it as a dreamless sleep where you get to nap for as long as you want.  On gazillion-thread-count sheets.  Not so bad now, is it?

Bored Angel with halo and wings

In Hindu teachings, it is thought that both Heaven and Hell are accessible to us in our current state as humans.  The idea of a separate Heaven or Hell, after this life, does not really exist – except, as just discussed, the heavenly feeling of liberation from reincarnation.  But it is believed that one can be free from one’s physical body even now, in our current life, simply through the use of the mind.  Detachment of one’s expectation of a permanent happiness from temporary, worldly pleasures is supposedly the key to bliss on earth.  Perhaps comparable to the old Native Indian way of living – one of community, sharing, harmony with nature, simplicity, respect for young and old, and minimal material comforts – which was considered a sustainable, loving way to live together during our short time here.  Or maybe it is possible to have another kind of Utopia, one where we can still have our chocolate and Mc-80-inch-TVs.  (I own the former and am addicted to the latter.  Yeah, yeah, I know I don’t come across as completely enlightened yet, but I’m WORKING ON IT!)

Meanwhile, it is believed that Hell on earth can also be experienced.  Many years ago I visited a company in Bombay to look into the creation of a green eco bag with my company logo that I wanted to gift to clients in the US.  After some initial small talk, the shrewd, money-minded owner took me to the inner chambers of his factory, to show me where the work was being done.  I will never forget what happened next.  When he opened the door to a small room with about twenty women and children inside, the heat and stench hit me squarely in the face.  It comprised the most horrific working conditions I had ever seen, a dark, humid, airless room with no human comforts, just a concrete floor and frail women and children hand stitching garment after garment.  Not even sewing machines were visible, it was a simple line of humans crouched on the floor with needle, thread, and nothing else.  Not even a window. 

To me, this scenario was the quintessential example of Hell on earth.  The devil, fire, and forced labor was all here, in a small sweatshop in Bombay.  Hell can also be seen in refugee camps, crowded jails, ISIS videos, battle sites, domestic abuse shelters, slums or simply in ordinary, everyday life.

The reality of the atrocities actually suffered on Earth can be far more horrendous than the flimsy scare tactics dreamt up by religious books and leaders.  So to the atheists who believe that theists and agnostics are desperately clinging to the idea of a higher power because they wish to remain eternal – I would like to emphatically and clearly say that this is not true.  

There are many of us, like myself, who have no need to continue existing as an identity or as anything at all.  We are happy enough to have an end to our suffering, whether that happens within the framework of a random or planned design.  If our suffering ends simply because we are a random product of the Big Bang and we will cease to exist once our bodies break down – we are okay with that.  There is no need to believe in a planned or intelligent design or a God or Heaven simply for the hope that we continue to enjoy the party.  The goal is an end to suffering, not a continuation of fun times.

So on behalf of all party poopers who prefer an eternal nap to an eternal dance floor — let the party go on without us!

I am more interested in the afterlife than my current life.  By a factor of 100 to 1.  I know that’s a bit extreme, but it’s true.

Now don’t get me wrong. I would love to improve my current life.  I have a few too many muffins in my muffin top that need to be Tae-Boed, I could floss more, save more, and spend less.  I could become a better me and be more mindful of my breathing and blinking and stuff like that.  No doubt.

But there are TWO reasons why I am exponentially more interested in what comes next – what my “life” looks like for eternity rather than just the next 30-40 years.  The reasons are:

  1. Depreciation
  2. Numbers
Calculations and Equations and Rolling Dice

Let’s begin by reviewing the first point – depreciation.  I may be expected to know this already since I’m a financial planner, but Joe the Plumber also knows that it’s better to invest more in a home – an appreciating asset – than in a car, which is a depreciating asset.  It’s considered more prudent to invest in something that will last in perpetuity over something that has a limited life span.

To me, the same goes for the body vs the soul.  The body is a depreciating asset.  Sorry to say that so bluntly, but it’s true.  Over time we go from being glorious, full blooming flowers to wilted, dried up stalks.  From battling grey hair, wrinkles, decreased energy, increased grumpiness, and the aforementioned muffin tops, it’s a downhill slide as we age.  (Don’t deny it, you know what I’m talking about, baldy!)  Of course there are those who manage to slow the aging process down and bail out enough water so that the boat still floats.  But it takes more and more effort and investment as the cracks keep widening.

On top of that, our life span is so ridiculously short compared to the incredible amount of effort we put into ourselves.  We spend a good 25 years learning to walk, talk, read, and acquire a money-earning skill, another 40 years running a race to satisfy our ever increasing needs, and then the next 20-30 years coping with dwindling health and savings.  I almost cried the day I bought my first vitamin pill box and I will be irreparably traumatized when they send me an AARP card in a few years.  (They don’t even ask, they just send it to everyone at 50.  This should be illegal!)

I mean, really, is this whole roller coaster truly worth it?  It’s utterly exhausting at times.  And then at the end of it all, this demanding, deteriorating body, with its lifelong craving for satiation of sensory pleasures – for pleasing tastes, sights, sounds, touches, and smells – at the end of this long marathon, the body simply betrays us and DIES.  How do you like that??  We spend a lifetime catering to this ungrateful, wise-ass punk of a body, and in the end it sputters out.  Just like a $500k Lamborghini with an insatiable appetite for expensive repairs, oil, maintenance, and gas will one day run out of miles and end up in the junkyard.  All that investment goes down the tubes.

I like to accumulate luxuries and go for massages and get expensive haircuts and buy iStuff just as much as the next person.  But these are temporary pleasures for a temporary body.  Whereas the same efforts and money put into a permanent home – our souls – will appreciate or grow in value over time.  What’s becoming more and more important to me is cultivating and growing my mind and spiritual awareness, assuming there is an afterlife and I get to take my portfolio with me to where I go next

That brings me to my second point – it’s a numbers game The afterlife, or eternity, is greater than my current life, another 30-50 years at most.  It’s easy math:

ETERNITY > NOW

If I knew there will be no afterlife, if the Big Bang was it and we are random miracles of nature that will simply dissipate and cease to exist one day, then sure, I’d be more interested in my current incarnation.  Of course I would.  Because then:

NOW > NOTHING AFTERWARDS

But since I lean towards the belief that there most likely is an afterlife, I put more of my efforts into advancing my soul than I do my looks, finances, or current ego.  My current incarnation with it’s current circle of friends, family, career, and pleasures is a temptation and compelling in it’s tangible, short-term gratification metrics, especially over an intangible ROI of spiritual development.  But cerebrally I know I’m only here for what seems the blink of an eye and I can’t help but worry and wonder about what comes next.

I’ll confess, being spiritually aware can be lame!  I think I used to be happier and more motivated when I was young, ignorant, and in love with my present life and worldly possessions.  Those innocent, materialistic days were awesomesauce and if I could, I might have chosen to remain in that more blissful, optimistic mindset.   (I’d sure be more fun to my friends.)

But as you get older and go through life experiences, the reality of a finite existence becomes more stark and less avoidable.  There is no going back to childhood innocence, only forward through the dark tunnel towards light and enlightenment.

And of course being a financial planner, and the daughter of a former math teacher, I can’t help but understand the following concepts:  1) the body is a depreciating asset, and 2) eternity is greater than now.  In the realm of logic and numbers, the choice becomes clear – my soul justifies the greater investment of resources.

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