An old and very dear friend of mine passed away today. I had the privilege of holding his hand while he was crossing over. I watched his body take its last breath while I was simultaneously keeping an eye on an artery in his neck that was pulsating all the time up till then. While I watch this artery slowly stopping its dance of life, I was thinking what a wonderful machine we have in the human body that is equipped with a pump that never misses a heartbeat for the entire life of a human being. In my friends case it was for 74 years and 23 days. Absolutely wonderful! Nothing can beat nature; everything comes and goes and everything on time. The circle of life is completed for my friend and it gives me great pleasure that another son of man has done his time here and gone home after a battle well fought. Another prodigal son has found the way back to the house of his father [spirit].
The death of my friend prompted me to share some of the knowledge about death, that I have come across in my studies, with more people. I think not enough people are aware of the following facts yet. [I shared this knowledge with my friend not long before his passing, so he was well prepared.]
Let us first of all define this mysterious process to which all forms are subject and which is frequently only the dreaded end—dreaded because it is not understood. The mind of man is so little developed that fear of the unknown, terror of the unfamiliar, and attachment to form have brought about a situation where one of the most beneficent occurrences in the life cycle of an incarnating Son of God is looked upon as something to be avoided and postponed for as long a time as possible.
Death, if we could but realise it, is one of our most practised activities. We have died many times and shall die again and again. Death is essentially a matter of consciousness. We are conscious one moment on the physical plane, and a moment later we have withdrawn onto another plane and are actively conscious there. Just as long as our consciousness is identified with the form aspect, death will hold for us its ancient terror. Just as soon as we know ourselves to be souls, and find that we are capable of focussing our consciousness or sense of awareness in any form or on any plane at will, or in any direction within the form of God, we shall no longer know death.
Death for the average man is the cataclysmic end, involving the termination of all human relations, the cessation of all physical activity, the severing of all signs of love and of affection, and the passage (unwilling and protesting) into the unknown and the dreaded. It is analogous to leaving a lighted and a warmed room, friendly and familiar, where our loved ones are assembled, and going out into the cold and dark night, alone and terror stricken, hoping for the best and sure of nothing.
But people are apt to forget that every night, in the hours of sleep, we die to the physical plane and are alive and functioning elsewhere. They forget that they have already achieved facility in leaving the physical body; because they cannot as yet bring back into the physical brain consciousness the recollection of that passing out, and of the subsequent interval of active living, they fail to relate death and sleep. Death, after all, is only a longer interval in the life of physical plane functioning; one has only "gone abroad" for a longer period. But the process of daily sleep and the process of occasional dying are identical, with the one difference that in sleep the magnetic thread or current of energy along which the life force streams is preserved intact, and constitutes the path of return to the body. In death, this life thread is broken or snapped. When this has happened, the conscious entity cannot return to the dense physical body and that body lacking the principle of coherence, then disintegrates.
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