The Joy Of Death

If you knew how incredible the joy experienced by the spirit within you is as it returns home; the celebration thrown by your many relations to acknowledge this return – all your sadness would melt away and you would glow with happiness for every loved one who’s returned to our spiritual home.

However, the human mind doesn’t understand, so it clings to and longs for the return of the loved one – for that way it was. This brings misery to you and your loved one, because, as a spirit, their love for you is magnified. No longer containing fear, worry or doubt, they radiate in the silence of universal song, in pure love so intense the human cannot begin to understand.

They feel your pain and sadness so intensely, every emotion you have is magnified to them. Every time you hurt and dwell within your sadness, they feel it so much more. So, instead of returning to the perfection, to the paradise of home, they will stay close to you, loving you, as long as it takes, until they know you are okay.

In letting them go, in releasing them and returning to your life, you show them true love. Enabling them to live in joy until it’s your time to cross the realms and join them in paradise, in perfect timing. How amazing that reunion will be!

 

“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about their religion;
respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.

Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend,
even a stranger, when in a lonely place.
Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living.
If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.

Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools
and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled
with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep
and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”

~Chief Techumseh (1768-1813)

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