In our society talking about death is considered morbid, and some even believe it brings bad luck. Death should not be mentioned, but that does not make it go away, does it? I believe that the time comes when it is meant to, and there is nothing we can do about it but prepare ourselves; ignoring the fact that one day we are all going to die is not useful, it only causes more pain. 

Below is an insightful passage from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying:

Perhaps the deepest reason why we are afraid of death is because we do not know who we are. We believe in a personal, unique, and separate identity — but if we dare to examine it, we find that this identity depends entirely on an endless collection of things to prop it up: our name, our “biography,” our partners, family, home, job, friends, credit cards… It is on their fragile and transient support that we rely for our security. So when they are all taken away, will we have any idea of who we really are?

Without our familiar props, we are faced with just ourselves, a person we do not know, an unnerving stranger with whom we have been living all the time but we never really wanted to meet. Isn’t that why we have tried to fill every moment of time with noise and activity, however boring or trivial, to ensure that we are never left in silence with this stranger on our own?


What about you?

How do you cope with the thought of death?



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