Do You Fear Death?
This is probably a loaded question for a Monday morning, but on the heels of Easter, I thought I’d ask. For you see, I’ve been thinking a lot about death these days since I’ve been taking care of a few family members who are older and plagued with dementia and I have recently had another one pass away.
Honestly, I do not fear death. But, let me explain myself. More than 20 years ago, I had a dream that I died. As the old saying goes, ‘if you dream that you died, you will die’, but let me allay your fears as I am still here. However, the dream is still as vivid as it was the morning I awoke from it, even after 15 surgeries, chemotherapy and radiation etc. The peace I felt in the place I believe was Heaven stays within my heart, soul and mind.
The beauty that surrounded me was astounding in my dream. I was in Heaven, with fields of colorful tulips as far as my eye could see, standing on the puffiest, softest white clouds imaginable. In my dream, I knew I had passed away and had arrived in Heaven. It was ethereal as you can imagine. There was not a cloud in the sky, but a beautiful bright light emanated everywhere, surrounding me with such an incredible loving embrace and a true sense of peace. I felt love deep within my soul like I have never felt before nor since in my life. A innate sense of serenity and tranquility filled my being like never before and I remember smiling in wonder at the feeling. I was standing still, taking in the entire scene and the beauty filled my soul. I saw no one. I just felt innately that I was where I belonged. There was no regret in being there. I felt no loss for having left Earth nor my family. I simply felt that I was where I was supposed to be at that moment. It was special. It was life-altering. The experience gave me such an utter peace in my soul that I continue to carry to this day and I feel blessed, honored and grateful to have experienced what I believe was a heavenly dream.
Why did I dream this? I have no earthly idea as to the reason. There was nothing wrong with me or any of my family so I don’t believe that it was a processing of a fear-based emotion. Many years down the road, I was fighting for my life against breast cancer, but I’ve since healed and even though I’m never quite out of the woods per se, I am still here, cancer free for which I am grateful.
I would love to know how you feel about death. Do you fear death? Have you ever had a dream that you passed away? Have you ever experienced anything similar? Please share your stories and connect with me.
Shine On!
xo
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Hello dear friend!! I, for one in a million, am so VERY HAPPY YOU ARE STILL HERE!!! ❤ I don't think I fear death…I think that I used to. I recognize that I have some elder family members who are in poor health and they are in the front row so to speak. I think the death of others scares me more than my own. But enough of that!! I hope it is warmer up there and I hope that you are doing super wonderfully well!! ❤ ❤
Oh me too dear Lorrie! I am thrilled to still be here every single day! I just shared my story because I wondered if anyone else had ever had a similar experience. I agree that the death of others still scares me a bit only for the selfish reason that they wouldn’t be here with me. But that they would be able to enjoy Heaven, would make me happy ~ but I’m not ready for any more deaths of my loved ones for a long time…still grieving the last one. But then, when are we ever ready for someone to pass away? I’m sorry you have some front row members ~ sending you all peace, love and healing. It is warming up here ~ hope you are feeling better dear friend. ♥
Thanks beautiful!! Yes…all the things you said…being selfish is the reason it scares me so. Anyway…wish you a week filled with bright sunshine and wonderful smiles!! ❤
I have never had any vivid dreams of death or of the “beyond this dimension”. However, I have had experiences where I have felt the presence of the divine in the room with me. I see nothing, but I do feel awe and wonder and am always reduced to tears at the space I am being held within. There are no words, only joy and serenity.
I am not afraid of death because I believe it is just a transitional happening and the only thing being left behind is the container which held my spirit.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful story. ❤
Brenda, thank you for sharing your experiences. What utter bliss to feel the love of the Divine and what a blessing that you have those special memories! I agree with you that our physical bodies are containers which hold our spirits/souls. I am grateful for your presence here. ♥ Have the loveliest day!
I agree with Brenda’s comment. I’m not afraid of death, I know it will happen, someday. I’m not in any hurry to die, by any means. I think it will be a glorious transition into eternity. But for now, I’m working on enjoying little moments, and making precious memories so that when the time comes, it will be a sweet separation, and my family can look forward to having me in their future.
Oh Wendy, so well put ~ I am right there with you and Brenda! Like you, I’m in no hurry, but I do relish the idea that in the future we will all be together again. Thanks for connecting and sharing with us. ♥
I could write pages on that question. Instead I’ll just say this. I don’t think it was a dream. I think it was a visit while your body slept. Personally, I’ve never been afraid of death because as a child I remembered where I came from. Odd, I know. Since then, I’ve had several spiritual encounters that keep reminding me we are just using the body as a vehicle. It’s not who we are and we are never alone. I’ve been with loved ones when they transitioned. Each experience was different. An hour after my mother passed, she started to glow slightly and smile. My sister saw it too to assure me I had not lost my mind. I don’t think we die. I think our soul just changes addresses. It’s harder on those left behind that don’t understand. My children have their orders for when I leave. Have a party and celebrate my new home. No sadness is allowed. I’ll be watching to make sure. 🙂
Marlene, I love what you shared ~ what an honor to be with others as they pass. I have been there 3 times and each was different as you said. How wonderful that your Mom smiled ~ what a precious moment to witness! I agree that it is harder on those left behind and I love your orders for a celebration of your new home! What a great way to see the next step on our journey ~ I am sure they will do as you’ve directed! And in the meantime, keeping enjoying your present and connecting with all of us! Big hugs to you! ♥
Yvonne, I hope you are right. I really do.
David ~ I hope I am right, but I guess we won’t know until it happens. In the meantime, I want you to know that I always appreciate your visits.
I’ve had an experience when I was a child of ten. While venerating an icon of the Blessed Mother that was reported to have cried, I witnessed something no one else had attested to. I saw red tear drops of blood.
I believe that God, every now and then, raises the veil that separates this world from the next, to give us a glimpse of Heaven. May our dispositions be such that we can receive them.
-Alan
@”Do you fear death?” – my answer is ‘no’, like yours, chère Yvonne… 🙂 I did “tame” my death years ago, as it’s part of our life… we’re simply temporary passengers on this planet, unequal before life, but all equal in nothingness… in fact, my Latin motto for years has been:”memento mori, carpe diem et gaudeamus igitur!” – remember you’ll die, live this very day and therefore let’s enjoy it to the fullest! 🙂
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if you ever dream again of being dead, don’t be afraid: our neurons “work” while we’re asleep, so it’s just a dream that may express your fear of “it”… meanwhile, stay healthy, “cool”, do live and do enjoy life! 🙂 cheers, Mélanie
Yvonne I would be a liar if I said I don’t fear it. But its different on any given day. I guess when you imagine your kids without you, thats when I fear it. Yet I know the other side will be easier than here, I will be going home. Im not ready yet, but I know life can change in a second. So I appreciate every day.
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