We celebrate birthdays with laughter, gifts, and gatherings because life is a blessing. But what about when we leave this world? Shouldn’t our departure be celebrated too?

Our souls are eternal. We are not bound by a single lifetime; we are travelers, choosing to enter Earth School with a purpose. We choose our parents. We choose our challenges. We choose the lessons that will help us grow, heal, and remember who we truly are. When those lessons are complete, we return home. If birth is a celebration of arrival, death is a celebration of graduation—a soul’s triumphant return to the light.

A Glimpse Beyond the Veil

Three years ago, when my aunt crossed over, I was given a sacred gift.

As I whispered my goodbyes, the veil lifted, and I saw her surrounded by radiant light. She was welcomed by her family, friends, and even beloved pets who had passed before her. They greeted her with joy, celebrating her journey, embracing her as she stepped into a higher realm of love. She was happy—free.

Yet here, on Earth, we wept. We mourned as though she had vanished, as though she had been taken from us. That moment opened my heart to a deep truth: we have forgotten that death is not a loss, but a homecoming.

Ancient Wisdom Remembered

There are cultures that still honor this truth. Some tribes dance, sing, and celebrate when a soul transitions, understanding that life is eternal. But many traditions have lost their deeper meaning.

Take, for example, the custom in some cultures where men shave their heads, wear white, eat only fruits, and isolate for two weeks after a loved one passes. This practice isn’t truly about grief—it was originally a form of protection, a time of purification, because those caring for the dying often carried illness themselves. Over time, wisdom became ritual, and ritual became a weight we carried without knowing why.

In some places, mourning lasts a full year. Celebrations are canceled. New beginnings are postponed. But is this what our loved ones would want for us? Or would they wish for us to rejoice in their freedom, their return to the source, their step into a greater light?

Returning to the Heart of Truth

What I saw the day my aunt crossed over has never left me. It reminded me that we are infinite. We do not die—we transform. Death is not an ending; it is a continuation, a soul’s next chapter.

It is time to return to the wisdom of our hearts. To remember that both birth and death are sacred milestones in the journey of the soul. To celebrate life not only when it begins, but also when it beautifully transforms.

When we see with the eyes of the soul, fear dissolves, and love becomes our guide. In that love, we heal the world—one life, one soul, one celebration at a time.