Death! A word that can instill fear in many people’s hearts. Death! I used to be afraid of dying but I am not anymore. And that is not to say that I am ready to die but the fact that death is not an end in my eyes now.
There are a lot of beliefs out there about death. And the one that rings bells in my ears is the one that comes from my own community. The belief that once we die, we leave earth and enter a different stage. We (spirit) leave our bodies and move on to higher levels.
And the spirit keeps crossing stages until it reaches Nirvana. The Ultimate stage. But most spirits keep progressing and regressing between the same few stages on different planes, one of them being our planet Earth.
I was afraid of dying. And I do not know who instigated it but I think I have always been afraid of death. And in my lifetime, I have lost a few loved ones, heard some really amazing stories about life on the other plane and the thousands of ways one can die.
It used to bother me. If my husband or father drove the car fast, I would be afraid of dying in an accident. If I smelt LPG leaking from the cylinder, I was afraid of setting the house (and myself) on fire. Then there always were news of murders, terrorist attacks, life-threatening diseases and what not.
At the lowest points of my life, I wanted one of those things to happen and finish off the story. I was done with fear! I wanted to get it over with. But then I came across some nice books that offered solace. Death suddenly did not seem like an end and many more beliefs supported what I had heard the elders of the family talk about.
It started changing my attitude towards life and death.
Then 3 years ago I took a Past Life Regression session and “saw” my spirit living 3 different lives. I “saw” myself die. (Note: I do not recommend Past Life Regression therapy, it disturbed my mind a lot for a few days). Despite not having a good session, I took away one thing from that session – A belief that death is not THE END.
I stopped fearing death.
There are thousands of ways someone can die and one of them will be mine someday. Someday unknown. I do not want to count my days and wait for death to come neither am I going to live YOLO style (doing things I do not care about doing just to see if I can make it).
I have accepted the belief that I am going to leave everything and everyone behind when I die. But I might as well have fun while I am here. After all I am here for a limited amount of time, why not make the most of what humans can experience! Whether it’s makeup, shoes, food or a sofa! (I am not condoning materialism)
I am going to live one day at a time, having fun with the people I care about. I am going to build something to be proud of until I die and not worry about leaving a mark or heritage. I am going to work because I love doing it and not worry about the time (working) as a waste (because I am going to die anyway and no one will care about my work). Nothing is going to be done to show off or built to prove something. It is all going to be about doing what I want to do as a human while I am in this human body and then leave everything behind to go to the next stage and build something from scratch there as well!
I must admit that despite not being afraid of my own death, I am still afraid of losing people close to me!
What are your thoughts about death?