I go with the old Native American adage: 'Any day is a good day to die; today is a good day!' But Archived Message
Posted by Rhisiart Gwilym on March 7, 2020, 8:16 pm, in reply to "Re: Helpful advice from Craig Murray"
then, I suppose that I'm buoyed, as they were, by the strong suspicion that when it happens, we - the non-mortal part, aka the soul - shift into the Bardo state, there to gently forget virtually everything about the life just ended, like a dream fading, and to prepare for the return to the next incarnation, with a freshly-wiped slate, and with the eternally-springing hope to make a better job of it than last time. Either that or it's permanent oblivion, in which case our consciousness will - presumably - be wholly extinguished, so all distress and regret should be ended too. Win-win! But yes, agree Mary, life remains sweet, no matter the degree of age and decrepitude, so long as things are at least minimally tolerable.
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