Death will come, either by our own hand or inevitably by expiration date. The pain was so great at one point that I too have succumb to the beautiful and freeing thought of the end. In fact I came quite close as I had seen her approach and welcome me with open arms. She wasn't scary, she wasn't dreadful, yet warm and nonjudgmental.
I am still here, I was offered a choice, to go on and put an end to the charade and deceit of the old life, or to walk the path of anew, in truth.
But there was something else, a promise of shelter, "I shall be with you always"
Now, I wasn't a religious person at all, my religion was science. In fact I am not religious at all now, however, from that moment I not only touched but also felt the forces and presence of the creator, the love. I have become spiritual, I now understand what it meant when I made a promise that I shall walk in truth.
I now know what love is and also what happiness means.
It simply is amazing that all we know and the reality around us is made of a dream.
This is the dream we dream. Ego is our undoer, ego a mechanism of existence is based on intellect, a cognitive interpretation of the world and senses we are plugged into.
Yet, the reality is quite different, it relies on truth of spirit and love of self. Once these are satisfied, we are ready to bestow the love, the force of the universe, the self of creator, onto others.
and as I often say: we can close this chapter with suicide at any minute, it will be over and shut, but if so, closing it now would be such a waste of what is coming next, and if even then the burden will be unbearable, we can always close it then!
