Preparing for Your Death,
Stage 2:
The You Who Doesn't Croak
Okay, checklist:
You forgave everybody,
including yourself, right?
You still forgive
everybody and yourself?
Well, there WAS that one
so-and-s...but, ... naaaaahhhh! I CAN let that one go, too.
... Hey! Doesn't feel bad at all! Easy, really. [Surprise!
You smile.]
Oh, and so you did The Will
and ...
The Living Will
[ya-vo!!]
...
Donated the body
If there can possibly be
anything ... hey, that's terrific by me!
The 67-year-old cockateel
has a good home
Almost 40 years with
that bucket of feathers running the household, and another 20 years to
squawk at someone else! Well, they seemed charmed with the idea a week
ago. ... [We'll see. ...]
The chronically troubled
58-year-old kid is finally beginning to grow up, to your slight amazement.
[Yeah --
understatement!]
You even sat still long
enough to plan your funeral -- and it was YOUR idea! -- with Cousin Vick
taking notes, no less. Boy, did that turn a few heads around.
Brit, who NEVER gives compliments, even commented about your
... did she really say
'exuberance'?? Oh--equanimity. ... They both begin with 'e', I
guess.
Said all your important
I-love-you's
And it actually felt
GOOD to say that to that ... that ... [thanks, God -- that was
one of my better moments!]
Sooooo ...
[looking straight ahead at the 18"-diameter wall clock some strangely
wired soul thoughtfully so-placed in all the rooms here], guess I can just
lie around and wait for The Bus to arrive.
(A slight quiver in the far
right peripheral vision catches your eye, causing -- O
God, here it comes!!! ... T
H E F ..F …FF …FFFE A R !!!!!! ) Oh, I almost forgot with all the major tying up of loose strings
and distractions ... Y o u 'r e s t i l l h e r e !
[sssshudder]
Hey, hang on to your
dentures just a minute -- this is the GOOD part. Did I say good?
--- Think magnificent, stupendous, amazing delight, supercalafragalistic
expialidocious ...
[how's that song go
again? ... hummmm diddle-diddle-diddle humm diddledee ... You smile.
Skewed a bit to the left, but hey, it's been that way for 2 years now.]
I'm AF. I'm
AFFFFR... [teeth chattering, gulp! strangled whisper] Af-Afraid!!!
What if, what if what if ... I mean ....
Whoa! HALT, horses!
Quick, BIG breath -- more -- more -- now HOLD IT! ... Hold it.
Till you ... just ........ can't ........... Okay, let it go.
[Takes another explosive
intake to begin another tirade on the old fear thing]
BBBIG Breath!!! [starts
to protest] B---I---G---! -- more --
more -- H O L D I T ! ... Holllllld it.
... Ready to be calm? Try?
[slight shake of head,
affirmative] and windy release ...... ..... .....
[Smile.
Whispers softly...] Much adoo about nothing [the fear thing] --
Nothing. Really!
[raised eyebrow, slight
quiver of chin--being brave]
You're thinking Big Bus in
the Sky, huh? Well, bus is okay, you can do that if you want to think
of it that way. But why not your own personal whisper jet with every
outrageous convenience, or a gigantic and glorious cruise ship and the HIGH
sense of Ultra-Grand Adventure!! Or here's a popular option the last
few hundred years: imagine being carried to the Great Beyond, cradled
in the loving arms of your Guardian Angel! What color wings do you
wanna see?
[Other eyebrow cranks
up.]
Well, you know,
surprisingly these days, wings have become less and less 'the thing'.
I think people are really beginning to catch on that wings are for show.
For some, though, those wings are the ultimate ticket to TRUST, trust me!
Really, this is going to be wonderful. Big thing, only thing,
really: rrrrivet your thought totally on G-O-D [by whatever name you
like best] or God's Chosen that is most beloved to you, that is most
familiar and comfortable to you. The Christ? Lord Buddha?
Mohammed, the Great Manitou, Goddess, Shebonga Wolamonda -- it's all about
FEELING. You and You Know Who. Reach out and connect, or feel
for It within. Whatever works. Intention, undeviating and
heartfelt, with all .... your ....
being ....
!
practice, practice,
practice, practice, and you'll be just fine! Trust me.
[Suddenly very awake to
this strange conversation ... ] Who are you anyway?
[Silence. A felt
inner smile that feels like a room full of glorious, honey-rich, liquid
sunshine. Electric hmmmmmmm of Sizzling sense of EX….QUISITE
Well-being, delight!!]
A-Are you, I mean, are
YOU ...
[Instantly, delight and
wonder and well-being cranked up 10 times ... 1000 times ... deeper than a
fjorde ... an ocean!!!!]
Gasp! [now out of body,
looking down at some lump of a body on a rumpled bed] [PAUSE ... notices
clock, as if time is suspended betwee second #27 and second #28; suddenly
GETS IT: that's HIS body on that bed!]
Whhhoa. You mean
it's THIS easy?!
[As if in immediate
response, that thrilling sea of dazzling well-being washes through again,
but there's an element of no rush, anything but.
A tingling, timeless moment, hovering on the edge of the Ineffable;
beyond-imagining P E A C E, the upwelling awareness of HOME-coming so
tantalizingly, unexpectedly familiar!]
[Glissandos of laughter
– the dizzying joy of it all -- bubbles through, around, over like the
playful froth of the most delightful ocean … overwhelms …. wanes …
overwhelms yet again.]
I'm FREEEEE ! ! ! ??
[Another
'YYESSS!' of
well-being dances through, and a gentle sense of guidance ... then an
awareness of such LOVE, such LIGHT draws this dear one into -- not death,
but renewed and unimaginably magnificent L I F E ! ! ! ]
No footprints are left
to tell the tale. Guess it's G-O-D's favorite little surprise.
It NEVER fails to
impress!
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PREPARATION
FOR YOUR OWN PASSING: STAGE 1
PREPARATION,
STAGE 2: THE YOU
WHO
DOESN'T CROAK
AFTERDEATH
CARE
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