Last night I dreamed of dying. It was a unique vision into what it feels like to pass beyond the mortal veil, and perhaps maybe something like the truth. As the moment came I became very relaxed, far more so than any trance or meditation or nap. Then I sort of “slumped,” like you would if your muscles were all tense and then you suddenly relaxed them. But it felt as though I slumped right through my body. I think that was the feeling of my soul coming adrift. There was just a moment of panic as I realized that I was trying to breathe and nothing was happening. But I calmed down and just let everything go…and then I awoke.
I have never been afraid of death. I’ve always looked at it as the beginning to another great adventure. It is comforting, to me at least, that the process can start off by simply relaxing.