old friend death

Thoughts of death. Thinking of how death is a portal that lay at the end of this reality for us. How jumping off through the portal promises true, novel mystery and adventure. Considering how we approach the idea of death within our conscious will imbue it with insidious, cold fear versus the possibility of a warming potential of challenge and discovery.

Thinking about shaping present moments to cultivate a mindset toward the latter. That if one actively diminishes the inklike permanence of death, it holds many similar characteristics of a vacation, a vacation from this reality we share. That like a vacation, one can get the most out of the experience by engaging with all the time, work, suffering, and success with presence and patience.

Thinking how I am not better or above any of this experience and that preparing spiritually in whatever way makes sense, is a worthy effort for what adventure could lay beyond death’s portal. Will it be uncomfortable? Yes. Perhaps the most uncomfortable. But I am resourced to handle it, and the more I prepare, the more I will get out of this one-time, novel experience. From this mindset, at least for me, it is not so frightening.