Approaching Death - Excitement or Anxiety

Have you ever considered what death would be like?  I wonder why so many people are afraid of it. Perhaps it is because it is the ultimate "unknown." And people just seem to be most afraid of the unknown?

I'd like to think of death as just another stage in "life" and that life is not limited to just our physical existence on this earth.  I am not talking about reincarnation - although that is all together possible. I am thinking more of other universe, other time lines, other realities - beyond what we deem as our one and only reality.

I would like to think of it as a peaceful passage into something greater and more wonderful.  I have to admit I am not sure if I can maintain this same idea when dealing with the loss of a loved one.  But time will tell.  For now, that's what I have in my mind.  Going somewhere beautiful and serene.

Have you watched the new tv series called Resurrection?  Sounds intriguing. An eight year old boy dies in a drowning accident and there reappears in China 32 years later (still as a little boy).  Now that's one interesting story.  Sad that it is on so late at night, but looks like a good show that just started last night.

Anyway - today was one of those days (I have had one or two in the past) where I thought - could this be my last day.  I guess something I ate just didn't sit right with me - and this morning I woke up to a not so pleasant message .. and an immediate reaction was the need to vomit.  Not a pleasant feeling in case you are wondering.  I am thankful I had enough strength to make it to the bathroom in time instead of spewing it all over myself or my bed.  I don't think I would have the energy to clean up the mattress today had that happened.  And I don't even want to think of how to go about cleaning it if I had to leave it soaking into the mattress for even a day.

Anyway, that and a few more rounds of that through out the day left me almost completely "useless" today.  Feeling almost drained - I started thinking "is this it then?" "When will they find my lifeless shell after I am gone?" etc etc.  There wasn't so much a fear of death itself though.  If anything, the only fear I think I can recognize is the mess it would leave for others after I am gone.  I would hate to leave problems to others.  How cool it would be if, like the American Indians of old - when the time is right, just hike out into the forest.  Sit under a tree. Close your eyes and depart in peace.

And then there are those stories of NDE (near death experience) where these folks come back and talk about meeting others on the other side. People known and loved .. waiting to receive you.  Wouldn't that be a great thing?  Well guess, we will not know until the time is ours to know.

For now, guess my mission is not yet done - and that means march on to do what I have to do.

Peace all.