“Stripped of the world, but clothed with heaven; “the sprinkled word crosses the threshold of death and presents itself before God, eager to be beautified, by the perennial voice of the verse.”
The spiritual climate of November, with the communion of saints and the memory of our predecessors, urges us to digest and invites us to look towards heaven, the goal of our pilgrimage here below. These days, people usually go into the solitude of the cemeteries, where the mortal remains of their relatives rest, to soak in the aromas and rethink their own ties, through dreams and the liturgy of the contrite spectrum, in prayer. together with the alphabets of silence. Today more than ever, we are all hungry for a common invocation of concord, of peace for those who have lived, of stillness for those who live and of harmony for those who will live. Perhaps we are tired, in need of hope and comfort, with a strong desire to join a world without so many borders or fronts. Of course, there is no better healing than an immersion with oneself.
Our energies are deeply linked to each other, to the extent that the good and evil that each one does always also affects others. Everyone has to start by loving themselves and loving their counterparts in the environment. Thus, the request of a being on the way can help another being that is no longer, but that is rising with the angelic caress; a whole host of mystical emotions that touch us and eternalize us. Without a doubt, in this solemnity of all saints, our heart becomes lyrical, surpassing the mundane confines of time and space, which expand with the celestial dimensions. Wherever the strength of the cross resides, divine joy germinates; the luminary illuminating the darkness, with the deep hope of meeting again one day all together, forming and shaping that perfect poem of glorious communion and gratitude to the Creator.
The important thing lies in not deifying the world, in giving continuity to the assembly of the humble, in exploring our corners pierced by the dawn, without falling into the abyss of nothingness; above all, because we feel that esteem requires and demands permanence. Indeed, it cannot be accepted that death destroys everything in an instant. Therefore, crying due to earthly separation must not prevail over the certainty of the stanza that we are, a moment full of satisfaction. In the virtuous living we see the victory of love over selfishness and death; and, in the cemeteries, we experience that only faith in eternal life makes us joyfully love history and the present. Stripped of the world, but clothed in heaven; the sprinkled word crosses the threshold of death and appears before God, eager to be beautified, by the perennial voice of the verse.
Radiant is he, to whom the heights gave a piece of bread, not letting him fall into his miseries, separating him from evil! Certainly, when the celestial vault is emptied of divinity, the planet is filled with fetishes. Consequently, we must rethink this time, which reminds us that we are never alone, that we are part of a spiritual company in which a deep current of solidarity reigns. We cannot lock ourselves in, therefore, we have to move forward and not give up. As long as there is breath, there must be hope. Let’s let our imagination take over and protect ourselves from the gales. Of course, to begin to reconquer the firmament, we have to clarify concepts; and, although progress has been made, the global network of protected areas must expand by 12.4% on land and 21.6% in the ocean in the next six years, according to a report by the environment agency.
Snowy spaces must be enlarged. Let’s get rid of the rubble that mortifies us and join in a feeling that becomes community service, before we run out of traffic. Even so, we have confidence, the ethereal gift that draws us towards the mystical sap, knowing that the anchor is there, offering us to embrace Eden. Also the chronicle of those who have died endures in the memory of the living and, as children of omnipotent attachment, our pilgrimage is not limited to these lowlands; In fact, all states of life can become, with the perseverance of each one, paths of authentic discovery and calling. Now, the material well-being that human beings have achieved cannot mortify nature. Let us respect, then, their natural state through poetry, never through power.
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**Interview with Father Michael Ramirez on All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day**
*Host:* Welcome, Father Michael Ramirez. Thank you for joining us today to discuss the significance of All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day.
*Father Michael:* Thank you for having me. It’s a joy to discuss these important days in our liturgical calendar.
*Host:* All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day are closely linked. Can you explain their significance to the faithful?
*Father Michael:* Absolutely. All Saints’ Day, celebrated on November 1st, honors all saints, known and unknown. It reminds us of the communion of saints, the unity between those in heaven and those of us on earth. Following that, on November 2nd, we commemorate All Souls’ Day, which focuses on remembering all the faithful departed. It’s a time when we can reflect on our connections with our loved ones who’ve passed and pray for their souls.
*Host:* You mentioned the communion of saints. How do these days encourage a sense of spiritual community?
*Father Michael:* These days invite us to acknowledge that we are not alone on our spiritual journey. The idea of communion shows that we are all linked—those in heaven interceding for us, and we, in turn, praying for those who have gone before us. It creates a beautiful tapestry of support and love that transcends time and space.
*Host:* Many people visit cemeteries during this time. What do you think these visits represent?
*Father Michael:* Visiting cemeteries is a profound act of remembrance and love. It allows individuals to reflect on their relationships with those who have died, to grieve, but also to celebrate their lives. It’s a reminder that life continues in a different form and an opportunity to find healing and hope amidst the sorrow.
*Host:* Your reflections suggest an underlying hope and connection to eternity. How does this inform people’s understanding of life and death?
*Father Michael:* Indeed, our faith teaches us that death is not the end. It’s a transition. The longing for reunion with our loved ones, and the hope of eternal life, give depth to our mourning. This belief helps us find meaning in our grief while also encouraging us to live virtuously. Love, after all, transcends even death.
*Host:* what message would you like to share with people observing these days this November?
*Father Michael:* I would encourage everyone to embrace the stillness and reflection these days offer. Engage in prayer, visit the graves of your loved ones, and take time to think about the legacy they left behind. In doing so, you honor them and strengthen your connection with both the living and the dead. Remember, we move forward together—stripped of the world but clothed with heaven.
*Host:* Thank you, Father Michael, for sharing your insights on these meaningful observances. We appreciate your time.
*Father Michael:* Thank you for the opportunity to share. May we all find peace and joy in the communion of saints this November.
