There is a mystery of life, something I struggle to understand fully, to make part of my daily life.

Time is an illusion. There is no beginning and no end.

Strangest of all: Everything is connected.

Einstein called it “spooky action at a distance.”

In Quantum Mechanics it’s called “entanglement.”

Two particles can be separated by an immense distance, light years, yet what happens to particle A, here on our earth, causes a reaction in particle B billions of miles away.

How can that be?

And what does it mean for us, the “living” and those who have left us, the “dead.”

Does this fundamental law of the universe say something to us about death?

I’m not smart enough to have an answer but I can recommend a book that may – fiction, and not scientific at all – but girded throughout with this knowledge of the connectedness of all things.

Signal Fires by Dani Shapiro.

It wasn’t exactly like time stopped; more that time had seemed to expand so that they were a part of everything that had ever happened or ever would happen. She would never really be gone. This new knowledge (and it felt like knowledge) has stayed with him like a superpower. If when we die, we don’t just vanish, then there’s nothing to be afraid of, right? He sees… he doesn’t know what to call them… not spirits, exactly, not beings, but a barely visible web…

Tears spill down Ben’s cheeks. He doesn’t even try to swat them away. He lets go of his skepticism and simply sees what Waldo sees. His Mimi, intact. Not vanishing. Everything that has ever happened is still happening. She does not need to be preserved in a video montage. He did not leave her behind in the Brooklyn cemetery alongside his parents.

It is thoughtful, meaning it will cause you to think about it afterwards.

It is comforting.

And don’t we all hope it is true!