Is there any reason to fear death?
Yes! Duh! No more sex, CHOCOLATE, beer, wine, driving fast, sweet and sour chicken, smoking Marlboro Red, galloping on my horse, lying in bed late on a Sunday. No more of any of these things, so a big fat YES, there is good reason to fear death.
But seriously, there is something I must share with you; I think it’s important and is often overlooked when we talk about speaking with dead people and that is death, dying, the act itself. The one of two things we have absolutely no choice about.
Over the years, I have spoken with thousands of dead people and there is a huge majority that say the same thing. They might use different words but their message is the same.
Most of us worry about dying or are downright frightened of it. This could be because we let our imaginations run wild or because of the Netflix horror movie version — desperate pain, gasping breaths and wide-eyed panic. Of course, there are some rare occasions when this is the case but, in my experience, it’s just not like that. For the vast majority of us, death comes because of illness or old age and in those cases I think it might be useful to share what I learnt. I shall paraphrase the majority: I fell asleep and when I woke up, I was dead! I shall say it again. I fell asleep and when I woke up, I was dead! I don’t want to make light of this important point or the unparalleled gravity of feeling and emotion it evokes. But this is the experience of the majority. I fell asleep and when I woke up, I was dead.
What’s so scary about that? Nothing. What’s more, if you are very sick, surely there is nothing more pleasant than falling asleep. Indeed, some of the dead people I have spoken to said they felt a little cheated because they expected more. They expected death to be more dramatic, more of an event, an experience or clearly defined border that would mark the difference between being alive and being dead. Well, for the majority, that just isn’t the case.
Perhaps it’s evolution, maybe it’s our soul/spirit that does this for us. Or for those of a religious leaning, it could be the work of a higher power. I don’t know the answer to “why” it is like this and I don’t think it’s necessary to know. But I do take comfort in the knowing that for most people, the transition between life and death is as easy/natural as falling asleep.
I will talk more about this in the coming days/weeks because it is such a big subject. I will be writing about the dead people that meet us on the other side, how personal/private our own death is, why our loved ones tend to die the moment we leave their room, what happens when someone takes their own life, what does it actually mean to fall asleep and wake up dead and so, so much more.
If you’ve been touched by this, have your own opinions or would like to add to what I have written, please feel free to comment and share. I do read all the messages and comment back where I can.
Have a good week, beautiful people
