I know I want a shroud for my burial. In the first place, shrouds are simple and inexpensive. Yes, there are shrouds on the market that are pricey and beautiful, but I just want to be wrapped in either cotton or wool, and I do not want a highly crafted shroud. I would love to be lovingly wrapped in an old blanket. When we are babies, we are swaddled. Later our parents tuck us in bed at night. When we fall ill, we are wrapped in blankets as we heal. Why would I want anything else in death? Why would I want to be placed in a box and kept separate? I know death is a messy thing. I just want a gentle and intimate burial. I want to be wrapped, placed on a shroud board and taken to the church for prayers. I came into the world naked and simple; I would like to leave the world the same way.
I do not wish to add to the conventional death mystique when I die. I wish to have a simply stated funeral. I do not wish to cover up the reality or the tragedy of death. I do not wish to be put in a fancy box to display any wealth I might have. I simply wish to go back to the earth in a gentle manner. Shrouds have much less negative space in burial. If a body is buried in a coffin, the coffin has to breakdown along with the body. In a shroud burial, the only thing left to decay is the shroud and the body, making ground settle much less. Overall, I wish to have a shroud for my burial because of its simplicity. To me, nothing can beat it. In life, I do not like a lot of fuss. I like to have fun, but I do not like fuss. I hope I can have that in death.