You begin your walk toward Death the moment you are conceived. Your Life is your walk toward Death. And each day your Life brings you one day closer to Death. Every day you have the opportunity to ask yourself: “How will I walk today on my way to Death? How will I live? By others’ fears? Or by my own unique truth? In beauty, in joy, with awareness? From my heart?”
Consciously or unconsciously, with acceptance or denial, every day you move one day nearer to your Death. Is today a good day to die? Are you complete? Have you lived fully? Have you honored your dreams? Can you look Death in the eye without regret?
Death is not honorable in today’s dominant Western culture. Death is set apart from Life, portrayed as if it were to be feared, as if it were opposed to Life. No, precious Grand Children, No!
Death and Life are lovers. They are dancing partners. One does not exist without the other. Giving birth gives Death, for Death comes to all who are born. Death makes way for new Life, for is it not said that all who die will be reborn? Death and Life in loving embrace: Death and Life dancing. For there is only the Dance, only the walk, the path, your way from Birth to Death and back to Birth again.
Yes, Grand Children, your Death is certain, but not predictable. Your Death is known, yet it honors chaos: It neither avoids you when you would hold it off, nor arrives docilely when you call. There is no medical miracle, no right thinking, no correct eating, no magick, no saintliness, no bargain with God - or Goddess - which can avert or avoid the truth of your Death.
Your Death waits patiently at the end of your path, around a bend you haven’t noticed, hidden from sight. Your Death. Your Way. In your own time.
So many modern healers, alternative and orthodox alike, Fear Death. A diagnosis is made, and Death becomes the enemy. Fear of Death - rather than love of Life - chooses the treatment. When you remember that every path ends in Death, you can begin to Dance with your Death: your choices multiply and you find your way through the Fear. You find ways to love your Life without clinging. You find ways to honor your Death.
Yes, we know, Death still calls forth Fear in you. It is hard to honor it. Let us hold you, Grand Children. Rest in our gentle strength. Let us teach you to embrace your Fear, to embrace the truth of your Fear: with Death your body ceases to be you.
How can you honor your Fear of Death? Dance in the space between knowing and not knowing, between being and not being, between living and dying. We are here to hold you in your confusion. We who are steeped with the wisdom of the years, we who have seen the spiraling Dance of Life and Death we have something to show you. We will hold you in the midst of chaos. We will hold you safely, we will hold you close, now and whenever you call.
Go Mbeannaigh
(Gaelic, Ireland - Blessed Be)
Sonqongi Apukuna Wak'aychasunkiku
(Quechua, Peru - May the Heart of the Mountain bless you)
Xut Kala Xetl
(Tlingit, Alaska - Blessed Be)
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