The Blissful Art of Dying

It is true that from the beginning stages of life on Earth society begins to teach and condition you to have a fundamental aversion to anything painful, anything not understood. To fear the unknown. When the toddler has a belly ache and throws up any person that witnesses it says "ugh that's to bad" or "eww that's gross". So we are taught that throwing up is not socially acceptable and we fight to hold it in and resist letting it out for as long as we can. Anyone who has ever had a belly ache knows though that throwing up can give you a great deal of relief and once its happened one begins to feel substantially better. Then later in life a family member passes away and the child observes everyone dress in black and put on long faces and say "Uncle Joe has passed away, oh its so sad". This becomes the conditions and the basis of thought for the accepted normal response to death. Finally when the child grows up and has their own kids the cycle begins again. It doesn't at all have to be this way though. We could have a social understanding of death and what its process is. There is nothing really wrong with being sick or dying. Death is only the other end of birth. See one cannot exist without the other. Without death the Earth would become overpopulated and depleted. When one life ends it creates space for new life to begin. So in a way the man that dies should be honored for allowing room for new experiences to unfold. After all life is just a series of happenings. Its much more satisfying for the universe to experience life through continuous new existences instead of the same ones forever. This way it gets to experience renewed ways of thinking. It evolves this way instead of doing the same thing forever. Living forever in the same human experience is not the way we intended to be. If it were we wouldn't have children. See having children is natures way of allowing us to stop. To give it up. To let it go. We reach a point that we can say to our offspring "okay I have done this long enough I have mastered all their is to master now I give it over to you to continue." Humans have adopted the notion that all life everywhere must be saved. Why? That's not in our control. Life wasn't meant to be saved. It was meant to be lived. It was meant to be experienced. It was meant to be enjoyed beginning to end and all points in between. All life is eternal. Once it has been created it will exist forever. This does not mean it will take the same form. It will evolve and adapt and appear in different forms but it will remain an energy forever. Before the world was a world it existed as different particles and after it has been a world it will exist as something else, but it will still exist. It will still live. Maybe not within the laws boundaries and parameters as we understand as humans but it was created just as blades of grass, the stars in the sky, and dinosaurs were created. Its all connected. Its all life. We are all part of it all. Lets go back to pain and our reaction to it. We think of it in a way of pain and the one that suffers from it. Pain is experienced more intensely by those that put a great deal of energy into the resistance of it. Those that fear it or those that worry about it tend to suffer more. The cancer patient that knows she is dying often finds a peace in understanding there is nothing she can do about a situation and nothing she cant do about a situation. Somewhere in the surrender to that, in the giving up to the circumstance she suddenly realizes that she is free. Free from worry and confusion. She is then able to live out her days quite content and as comfortable and happy as she wants to be. On the other hand you have the grandfather that has lived a good life to the best of his knowledge but finds himself in the hospital but no ones giving him answers. He suspects he's dying but everyone insists he isn't. This causes concern and frustrations...resistance. Road blocks in the form of deceptions that prevent him from acceptance and peace. As a society we put our sick and dying away and out of sight in the facilities to spend their end of days out of view so that we are not to be bothered and disturbed by it. See because the big problem we have with people that are sick or dying or in pain is with the noise they make. The remembrance it brings to us that we too will one day die. So we put them away free from our vision and easier on our minds. We return then once they have departed and the only ones burdened by their cries were the others also dying, to burry them and discuss how much they will be missed. Though we dismissed the time we had with them out of convenience for ourselves. Most times they were lied to and told to hold on to hope. That they would soon feel better and be back to playing bridge with Mary Ann around the corner in no time. They spend their last days with strangers instead of loved ones and doped up in a way that death hardly happens. We really do need to evolve different procedures for the sick and dying. Create a different kind of experience in which this happens. If one can go into death with eyes open and have someone help you if necessary to give up before you die. To submit to the release and resistance. To free yourself from the fear of dying then this extraordinary thing can happen to you. You can experience life and death as an adventure without fear and uncertainty. You can detach from the view of life in terms of survival and profit and enjoy it for the process it can be. New life begins and completed life evolves onto the next thing but it does not end instead it gracefully transforms into a blissful new experience for the universe to explore.