Out of Sight Yet in View
Life is a repetitive experience of seeing people around us leave this earthly realm. Henry Van Dyke’s story, “Gone From My Sight”, describes a ship leaving the shore to head out to sea. A man watches her gradually diminish in size until the speck disappears on the horizon. Someone at his side says, “There, she is gone!” “Gone where?” the man asks. The disappearance of the ship is only out of his range of sight, but in actuality, the ship is the same as when she left the harbor. At another port somewhere far away, the ship appears on the distant horizon and becomes larger and larger. The people watching from the dock shout with joy and anticipation, “There she comes!”
This is what dying is – your spirit is no longer confined by a human body. You shed the negativity and pain of the previous existence and you review and integrate everything you have learned. After a period of rest, you prepare to return for the next episode in the journey of the soul. And so, life is a constant observation of people coming and going for every sunset is a sunrise somewhere else.
(The original painting is from the private collection of Priscilla Lane of Muscatine, Iowa.)
Reproductions are available in our gift shop.
Life is a repetitive experience of seeing people around us leave this earthly realm. Henry Van Dyke’s story, “Gone From My Sight”, describes a ship leaving the shore to head out to sea. A man watches her gradually diminish in size until the speck disappears on the horizon. Someone at his side says, “There, she is gone!” “Gone where?” the man asks. The disappearance of the ship is only out of his range of sight, but in actuality, the ship is the same as when she left the harbor. At another port somewhere far away, the ship appears on the distant horizon and becomes larger and larger. The people watching from the dock shout with joy and anticipation, “There she comes!”
This is what dying is – your spirit is no longer confined by a human body. You shed the negativity and pain of the previous existence and you review and integrate everything you have learned. After a period of rest, you prepare to return for the next episode in the journey of the soul. And so, life is a constant observation of people coming and going for every sunset is a sunrise somewhere else.
(The original painting is from the private collection of Priscilla Lane of Muscatine, Iowa.)
Reproductions are available in our gift shop.
