Exploring Death

Illusion or Reality — you choose.

Dear human friend.

It is full moon. The night of Halloween. Some time after midnight I wake up. My own laughter disrupts the sleep. “A pen. A pen.” I think to myself. “Quickly. Before I forget.” Yet, knowing from deep within, that this picture might not ever leave me again, already thinking about whom to send this writing in order to create a drawing from my words.

First, let me tell you my last thoughts before I went into dreamland. I was thinking about death and the question on: How can I ever create a new notion around death which is — just like giving birth, marrying someone, passing an exam — only one of many steps in a soul’s life as human being. How can I create a new story for dying, maybe letting people understand that it is — just like a snake that leaves one skin behind while growing into another — only transformation of our selves. How can we prepare ourselves for the fact that we are not losing friends and relatives who leave their body — just for the fact that we own nothing and at the same time we are everything like the notion of Non-Attachment tries to express ever so often, in terms of celebrating moments in humility and gratitude more often?

These were my thoughts after a week of having conversations with friends about the fear of illness and death, shortly before I…