In a dream that I had, a dear old friend who has passed away sometime ago came to me and described the place where she was. She said she was in a place where there were a lot of other beings. All dressed in long white gowns they all dressed the same and they all held a white candle in their hand. Everyday the lord would come into the room where they were and he would ignite their candles, then they would all follow him through a "great hall of light".

After a while they would all return filled with joy and peace and a sense of fulfillment like they have never known before... until one day one of them asked my friend why do you not light your candle and follow us, my friend replied, "I would love to follow you and the Lord but, every time I light my candle (the tears of my friends keep putting out the flame). I realize now how much my friends on earth truly did love me but, now I wish they would finally celebrate my death so that I may finally light my candle and follow the rest of you on the path to my salvation. I will try to send one of my friends a message tonight and I have pulled the Lord aside to ask him to give my friend the wisdom to understand the meaning of what I am sending him tonight ... so that he and I and all our friends will have peace. This friends name is Utet."

In all reality we must learn to celebrate the passing of the souls we meet on earth.