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Let's Talk about Death

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Let’s talk about death. I am no expert on the subject but since none of us are, perhaps as we share and discuss ideas, a thought may come of either me or you that allows for some clarity on something that is considered dark, morbid, foreboding and hardly ever discussed except during rants from the pulpit or along the corridors that house the sick and dying.

We avoid attending funerals as they make us face our own mortality and though cultures like mine revere the dead and engage in what I consider elaborate ceremonies as part of the burial process, thinking about death and dying still is a difficult process. I have always marveled at the respect the dead body gets. Traffic is made to stop or to take other routes so that the hearse can slowly wind its way to the cemetery. Persons wear black to mourn the passing, showing reverence to an empty body when many times during life that same body was disrespected and disregarded by the same ones now showing reverence. And then, let’s not begin to discuss the fighting and acrimony that ensues afterward when the worldly property of that once-living person has to be shared. Family fangs come out! Remembrance and reverence are kicked through the door and the true nature is laid bare.

But I digress, I came to this space to talk about death, not the machinations of the living.

Death must be a beautiful experience. There is the shedding of the shackles of the physical body, allowing for the soul and the spirit to return home. The only losses during this transformation are the corporal body and the ego-mind, good riddance to both. The soul is that part of us that emerged from non-physical to the physical to experience life on earth and each soul takes on the body and the circumstance to allow for its experience. The spirit is that part of us that connects us to the Divine. When I speak about us being part of God and being Gods ourselves, this is what I refer to. The God within us acts as the rudder for our soul, guiding it each day to achieve its mission. Mind you, this does not happen without a fight from the physical body ably guided by the ego-mind both of which want to engage in its own living. This explains why sometimes we live conflicted lives; when we engage in activities that do not feel right but we feint ignorance because it does not fit what the ego-mind wants and demands of us. So we dance the dance of the mind and the soul, sometimes going towards the wishes of the soul and sometimes to those of the ego-mind making this the famous tango of duality.

Which is more satisfying? Which produces a deep-seated peace and joy that we can hardly explain, the steps that lead us to the urges of the mind or those of the soul? Once we can honestly answer, for ourselves, these questions, half the battle of living in the 3D is won.

We know what we want, what feels good, what makes us happy so the next step is to move more determinedly towards that. The crossing of the morass that is sometimes involved in moving towards that will be fodder for another blog post, we were talking about death in this one.

So as we die each day, let each step towards death be a step closer towards us achieving the desires of our soul.

Let us ensure as we begin the joyful journey of crossing from physical back to non-physical, to home, that the trip is one of pure satisfaction and bliss and that the only crying at our funeral will be those crying for themselves and not for us.