Posted in death, end of life, Shamanism

In The Death Zone

“In the death zone, I come alive” – Nirmal Purja, Mountaineer

We don’t live in the face of death everyday, maybe we live a safe life, never looking death in the eye. A tame life like that may feel unrewarding, as though we never really grab life by the balls.

Ordinarily, I’m not a thrill seeker or a risk taker, but I do step outside my comfort zone in numerous ways and this is inevitable as a shamanic practitioner.

To be a shamanic practitioner, especially one who supports the death process, it means making death one’s friend. It’s not the same as making fear one’s friend because fear isn’t trying to be our friend whilst death never wanted to be anything but a friend, it’s us who fight against that friendship.

Death is telling us we’re alive. Death asks, “Who are you, really? What do you want out of life? Where do your passions lie? What do you truly believe in?”

Death isn’t an ending, it’s a doorway. It’s in our lives every day in so many little ways. Every ending, transition, transformation, death is there. Without it, we don’t keep moving on the path of our fulfilment. Death is a transition from one state to another that we would not grow without.

How do you feel about endings? Do you embrace them?

Are you prepared to close doors and walk away from what no longer serves you?

Are you ready to risk losing it all?

[Image: ‘Plaque at St Anthony’s Well, Llansteffan, Carmarthenshire’ photograph by Amenet Drago]

Posted in Abundance and lack, death

What’s On Your Tomb?

The ancient Egyptians honoured death and if they could afford to, they created the most amazing and beautiful tombs to house their bodies after they died. On the walls of the tomb, they depicted everything they wished to manifest in the afterlife, so that they could continue living their best life. Thus, we see hunting scenes, great feasts, family members gathered together in fondness, all the riches of life, the activities, objects and experiences they loved best. Sometimes, they depict themselves with the deities, as if they are saying, “Here’s one of me in the afterlife with my bestie, the great Goddess Isis!”

This was a form of transmutation to them, by magically depicting the world they wished to live in and filling it full of all they desired, they intended to draw the energy of that reality to them when they left their earthly existence.

The truth is, the spirit doesn’t need earthly things in the next realm, but it can manifest them if it so chooses. My grandfather never smoked during the years I knew him, so I was puzzled why he always brings the smell of tobacco when he visits me in spirit. One day, I asked my mother, she told me he had been a heavy smoker until he was diagnosed with cancer when I was a baby. He survived for nearly twenty years after that, as a non-smoker, during the years I remember him. Nevertheless, he seems to have chosen to revive that particular pleasure again, once arriving on the other side where smoking can do no harm.

The tomb I imagine for myself would depict the lush green richness of nature; woodlands, seashore, rivers and valleys. I will paint an underwater seascape of coral reefs and kelp forests with shoals of rainbow fish and a diving cormorant. A landscape filled with birds and wildlife belonging to the British isles; fox, stag, hawk, raven and bee. The ceiling shall depict a night sky with a mass of stars coalescing into the Milky Way.

All those I love shall be painted with me, whether physical or spiritual beings. I shall paint a temple of serenity for us to sit together in stillness and peace whilst we emanate loving vibrations for all that need them.

On the lower walls, the underworld shall be represented along with drumming, dancing, music, singing and chanting around a fire. I will honour and depict the Elemental Kingdom and the Crystalline Consciousness, call in divine magic and make sure my shamanic drum and painting kit are present for me to access from the other side. And there shall be as many cats as I have known in life, in their colours and patterns, each one illustrated with their earthly name.

If you could create, or have created, paintings and carvings to conjure up the world your spirit will live in after you die, what would you represent on the walls of your tomb?

[Image: Ancient Egyptian tomb wall painting from thegreatcoursesdaily.com]

Posted in death, dragons, Inspiration, Personal Story, Soul Mastery

Amenet Drago & Mastery the Black Dragon

I first received my soul name in the summer of 2018. I was waking from sleep and heard “Amenet” spoken, strong and loud. I knew instantly that it was the name of my soul. When I received my sacred soul initiation a few months later, the name came through again. I did some research into Amenet, since I hadn’t come across this name before that I could remember.

The first information I found was about Amunet, the ancient Egyptian Goddess, female counterpart and twin flame of Amun. She is the original primal divine Goddess whose name means ‘she who is hidden’. This title refers to her being hidden in plain sight. She is everywhere, present in everything, and yet, only the initiated can see her presence because she is hidden within.

The ancient Egyptians didn’t use vowels when writing, so her name is spelled in numerous forms; Amunet, Amenet, Amaunet…

In the Akan culture, the same deities are known as Amenet and Amen. Akan is primarily present in Ghana and Ivory Coast, with an ancestry clearly rooted in ancient Egypt. Amenet is the supreme Great Mother and with Amen, they are the embodiment of Divine Union.

I am not suggesting that my soul is that of a goddess, except from the understanding that I believe we are all divine beings, so I do like to think of myself as such, but not exclusively so.

I recall several ancient Egyptian past lives, it feels like ancient Egyptian culture is the time my soul has loved the best and I remember clearly when my Earthly personality was called Meritamen, which means ‘blessed of the hidden one’.

During 2019, I made a vision quest and after that, a black dragon started to make itself known to me. I began to feel his presence during meditations. I felt a kind of awakened memory of extreme affection and deep knowing with this powerful being, so I tuned in and received his name, Mastery. After that, it was as though he was often around in the background.

Fast forward to late 2020 and I was painting my newly acquired shamanic drum. I knew intuitively that my dragon friend, Mastery, was going on the drum’s image and as it turned out, so was my soul, Amenet, in her Egyptian form. As I tuned into the energies, four words came forward to be painted along the rim of the drum; Soul, Dragon, Mastery and Amenet.

I knew these words were intimately bound to my soul calling, and somehow, they arranged themselves into Soul Mastery and Amenet Dragon, but when I painted the last word, I intuitively stopped before I painted the last letter. Soul Mastery became the name of my soul mission and I realised that Amenet Drago was the true name of my soul, although I sense that Drago is more a title than a name. They are now an intricate part of my identity.

Later, I asked my soul group, the collective from which my soul extends, to tell me about the relationship between my soul and Mastery the black dragon. They told me of a distant time on Earth when people and dragons walked together. A time we know as Lemuria. It was not like nowadays, humans were not restricted to the physical realms, they had a great many more abilities than are awake in humanity currently. A dragon and a person could create a partnership that was deep and abiding. They would achieve many marvellous things together and my soul was such, a Drago or dragon walker.

Eventually, as humanity faced a corruption of their energies, the dragons retreated to the inner planes, but the deep bonds remained. I believe there are many people alive today on Earth whose souls are calling in their beloved dragons again. The dragons are here in the energetic to be with our souls and help us fulfil our soul purpose. My dragon is working with my soul as we support souls who are transitioning through the process we call death.

On New Year’s Eve night as 2021 ended, I received guidance from my soul group explaining how Mastery and I are here to support the Truth Maker souls who are choosing to transition at this time from their Earthly existence to the inner planes. As they transition, they are creating powerful energies of truth which are grounded for humanity’s ascension. This work often takes place during my sleep and when I’m engaged to journey as a soul guide.

I humbly ask that I, as my personality, Ananda, will always be the conduit of love and peace that my soul, Amenet Drago, and my dragon, Mastery, require to fulfil their truth and purpose.

[Image: ‘Dragon Cloud’ – Photo of a storm cloud in the form of a black dragon over cacti, taken by Michael Shainblum, Tucson, Arizona]

Posted in death, love, Soul Mastery, transformation

Journey Beyond the Veil

Have you ever been present at the moment someone died?

In my experience, the energy often begins to change before the moment of the soul passing on. It begins from the moment the personality and soul align their acceptance of the transition.

In sudden death situations, everything may seem to be happening quite fast from the outside, but to the person dying, it all really does slow right down and every moment is experienced in full presence, so the moment that inevitability is grasped by the personality, they are aligned with the soul who already knew the event was about to happen, because the event couldn’t have happened without the soul calling it in.

It’s not one’s life that flashes across ones eyes at such a moment but a profound in-the-moment knowing of truth. A peace and stillness, even in the face of chaos and great trauma. The consciousness is already detached, even before the body can be declared dead.

By the bedside of a dying loved one, you can sense a profound change in the atmosphere of the room from the moment your loved one comes to a place of peace with their imminent passing. Some time before they finally take their last breath, loved ones in spirit and one or more angels may well be present in the room. Perhaps their soul family will be there, sometimes, even an archangel.

If you are still and allow your breathing to slow, you might sense these presences and if you do, it will feel so peaceful and loving in that room. For us, the trick is to let go of the fear of death and loss so we can be fully present with the consciousness and soul of the person who is transitioning.

And when that last breath is taken, the one who is passing will already be above you. They may be greeting a beloved who is waiting for them on the other side, already wrapped in their arms. They are experiencing the most incredible moment imaginable, a moment of transition and their attention is turned away from their earthly existence as they contemplate a new understanding, that they are a light being and they have come home to their truth.

Already, all their ills have left them, they are free from all health-related restrictions, free from pain, suffering and danger. They are embraced in love and peace. It’s such a powerful moment, like a nuclear bomb of love, peace and truth has just exploded in that place. If you are still and if you can atune to your inner peace, you will feel it.

When your loved one has breathed their last, they are, in that moment, grounding all that beautiful energy into the Earth for you and everyone else. Their love for you is magnified by the realisation of their transition, for they experience a huge surge of energy in that moment that elevates their entire being to a much higher vibration. Which means their wisdom, understanding, love and compassion is profoundly increased.

Don’t panic at such a time, don’t start over-thinking about what it all means, just be there with them. It’s such an honour and a privilege. Wouldn’t you want that, when your time comes? Someone to be with you who can calmly hold the space for you? Your love and presence is all it takes to support them on their journey beyond the veil.

[Image: ‘Together As The Light Expanded’ art by Amenet Drago]

Posted in darkness and light, death, The Truth of our Being, transformation

Seeing The Light: Death As Birth

Imagine you’re sent away from everyone you love and who love you, everyone who understands you. Imagine you go to a place where existence is difficult, not least because you have a bad case of amnesia and can’t remember who you are or where you’re from.

Perhaps, you don’t feel like you belong, as though somewhere, deep down, you know you’re not home. Despite this, it’s not all hard work, there’s a lot to learn here, you’re becoming more aware of your truth and enjoying the delights that life has to offer.

Then, one day, through a situation that makes you think it’s the end of the road, that your life is over, suddenly there’s a great light. Life has brought you your death because your soul called it. It’s time to go and Life has finished with being your teacher. You didn’t want to die but the light feels so peaceful, so calm and so full of love. You’ve never felt anything as wonderful as this before.

But wait, wasn’t this what home felt like? All of a sudden, you know that your true home and true soul family and everything you’ve always been missing is right there on the other side of the light.

You only wish to enter the light and go home, nothing has felt more blissful, more beautiful, more right, for as long as you remember. You know there are loved ones that you’ll be leaving behind, if you go, but you instinctively know it’s their home too and one day they’ll be with you again. And you know that, from where you’re going, you can visit them whenever you wish.

As you step forward to enter the light, you experience the greatest surge of the most profound bliss and love and peace. It cannot be understood except by being there. You are simply aware of your oneness with all, your love of all, your divine unity.

Your true form, as a being of light is revealed to you. For a moment, you sense yourself suspended, floating between the indescribable beauty of planet Earth and the divine light before you. In that moment, the surge of love and truth that opened you up and revealed your divinity, is grounded and anchored into the planet, like a shaft of lightning. Mother Earth is present and she gifts the energy of that moment to all the beings living on Earth. This is your gift to your loved ones on Earth, for in this moment, you love every being in equal measure. In the next instant, a connecting cord is untethered from Earth and you are free to gently drift into the light.

As you enter the light, familiar figures come forward with beaming faces to greet you with such heartfelt love. And you know, at last, you are home. It’s as though you have been reborn and you’ve finally woken up from a strange dream.

[Image: ‘Seeing The Light’ art by Amenet Drago]

Posted in Ascension, death

Soul Purpose Revealed

I have wondered why my spiritual support team haven’t shared with me what is my soul purpose, what is my unique gift for myself, humanity and the Earth. How many of us are still wondering, “What am I here for? What’s my destiny, my purpose and direction?”

I asked myself those questions over several years.

When I felt into it, it wasn’t time to know. Maybe I wasn’t ready yet or it would get in the way of something that needs to happen first.

On new year’s eve night, I opened up my channel, invited communication and my soul group came through.

Unprompted, my soul purpose was explained, that many souls are choosing to transition from Earth to the spiritual realms on the other side.

And my soul has chosen to be here to support their transition. I was asked to step up and prioritise my role as an end of life soul guide.

I would never have imagined this was my soul purpose, had you asked me only a few years back. It was thanks to my soul integration in 2018 that I embodied all the skills and tools being held by my soul to enable me to do this work. Since then, I’ve been honing those skills and now I’m ready to fulfil my soul’s purpose.

The souls who are choosing to cross to the inner planes are not doing so consciously, it’s their soul, not personality or mind that’s bringing on the conditions that enable their death. These souls are Truth Makers and their transition is enabling an opening to truth for us all.

I honour every soul. I honour every death, for we often only see this profound transition from the limited perspective of loss and yet, it is so much more. It’s a birth as well. It’s returning to our natural state as an energy being. It’s returning home.

(Image: ‘Freefall’ art by Amenet Drago)

Posted in death

Life After Death – two

Dr Mary Neal was trapped underwater for 30 minutes before anybody reached her body during a kayak accident.  No breathing, no pulse, Mary was pulled out of the water dead.  Nevertheless, her companions automatically performed CPR and 15 minutes later she started to breathe.  

Whilst Mary was dead, she was watching everything from above.  Mary had an overwhelming sense of being home and surrounded by loved ones.  She had no intention of coming back to life on Earth, the intensity of finding herself alive after her death found her feeling so much more alive than she had ever been when in her body.  When she was told it wasn’t her time and that she had to go back, she objected, she couldn’t believe she had to go back.  But she did.  She hadn’t given any credibility to life after death before this, she does now.    

T. Scott Marr suffered a massive brain stem stroke and was pronounced brain dead.  His family were ready to take him off life support because they were assured there was no hope.  But the morning the deed was meant to be done, he miraculously started to show bodily reactions.  Within hours, he was talking.  Whilst he had been brain dead, he met his deceased father who told him he had to go back.  He made a full recovery and this was something that just does not happen following the condition he was in.

Experiencing death is not something that’s powerless, lonely or frightening, it’s being surrounded by loved ones, experiencing the most blissful and rapturous love and light.  It’s feeling more alive than we have ever felt on Earth.  The incredible parallels reported by so many people who have been there and come back offer us all hope for a glorious death.       

Posted in death, transformation

A Beautiful Death

I feel called to return to the subject of death.  And I almost feel like apologising because I know it’s not anybody’s favourite subject.  But we really, really need to be talking about it.  We really need to understand it better and reframe it for ourselves and each other.  And I believe it’s through a spiritual filter that death is best understood.

And that’s not easy, for many, ‘spiritual’ means there’s no evidence, no logic and no validation.

Well, validation is personal, so maybe you have your own spiritual validation to call on, I know I do.  Logic is subjective and what is logical to one is illogical to another.  And evidence presents itself through experience, and when they’re outside the realm of all we are taught to believe, we question our experiences.  But, in the end, that’s tantamount to questioning our own truth, and I’m not doing that anymore.

So, death.  I so wish we were taught about this holistically from the cradle.  Because all that we learn on this subject from an early age in our culture and society is messed up. 

One problem is, we don’t know what death is.  We don’t know what happens to us, it’s like there’s a big black hole of nothing at the end of what we call our life.  And, of course, that’s frightening.  That’s frightening for us and frightening to not know what happens to our loved ones when their time comes.  And then, we all have some experiences of loss, of grieving, of being left when someone we love is gone.  And how hard is that road.

We cannot find the answers in the material world for death.  Materially, there’s an animated body with a personality and consciousness that’s living its life alongside us one minute, and then next, there’s a lifeless body with no glint in the eyes, no movement in the limbs, no breath in the lungs and no beat in the chest.  We only need take one look and we know that person isn’t going to be interacting with us anymore.  In fact, we take a look and we see they are simply not present anymore.  They are gone.  Which just goes to show it wasn’t ever about the body, it wasn’t ever about the material.

Something I say from time to time, we think of ourselves as physical beings but only our body is physical.  We are also our personality, emotions, thoughts, consciousness, ego, soul, memories, none of that is physical.  Strange then, when most of what we are made up of is energy that we don’t think of ourselves as energy beings first and foremost. 

And death is all about energy. 

I’m not here to convince you that there’s life after death.  That, even when the body is an empty shell, our personality, emotions, thoughts, consciousness, ego, soul, and memories continue to exist and express as energy but without being visible because they are no longer contained in the body.

I will tell you this, I’ve had some funny experiences in life, seeing things, hearing things, knowing things, even smelling things.  And not so that I needed to go see a mind doctor.  Maybe you’ve had some experiences like that too, maybe you haven’t.  Maybe you just heard about so many experiences others had, many, many others.  Maybe you read up about all the different cultural beliefs and ideas about life after death, maybe you decided there’s got to be something in it. 

Well, I’ll tell you one thing, whatever happens when our loved ones walk through that door called death, it’s going to hurt us hugely to lose them, they are not going to be there anymore in the same way, no matter how you look at it, and that’s always going to be hard.  But grief is human, it’s natural.  It’s going to hurt a lot and it’s going to take time to get used to them being gone.  And even if you’re a psychic medium, someone who gets to talk to spirits who have crossed over all the time, you are still going to experience a heart-wrenching bereavement when your nearest and dearest pass through that door.  And there’s nothing much we can do about that except understand and support each other.

And, of course, each death is different, there are circumstances that can make that process harder and easier.  We need a death doula in every town.  A person, maybe a shaman, who can support the process for the soul and for the family.  And I guess that’s what I do, that’s what a psychopomp is.  A death doula.  It’s such a feeling of honour to be this, to be present with a family and a dying soul at such a profoundly intimate time.  There is nothing like it. 

It’s usually so peaceful, like being in the most incredibly holy sanctuary, church or temple to be with the soul at the time of transition.  Loved ones in spirit are present, sometimes, angels and even Archangel Azrael is present.  It’s a beautiful moment and it’s as if the person who is passing finds such deep peace at the last.  I think, sometimes, they need to find that peace in order to finally let go. 

I have come across frantic souls who passed quickly and tragically without knowing it, whose souls are scared and don’t know where they are or where to go, they didn’t have time for their soul to prepare them.  It’s been such a blessing to be there for them and enable them to understand and adjust.  Then, that deep peace descends and they calm down as they see the light, yes, there is a light, that’s where the deep peace is coming from.  It’s a door opening, or perhaps, more accurately, a crack between the worlds.  To stand at that crack and feel that love and peace, be bathed in that light, let’s just say I am never going to be fearful to be there for myself when the time comes.        

Posted in death, Granma Wisdom, love

Granma Wisdom and Petey’s Death

“Granma, look!  Petey’s dead!  I woke up this morning and he was lying on my bed, dead.”

“Oh, goodness darling, I am sorry that Petey has chosen to leave, he was very poorly yesterday and you know the vet said that might happen, don’t you?  I know it’s a shock and you’re going to miss him terribly, but it’s good to know he’s not in pain anymore.  You were so kind to keep him on your bed and let him be with you while he left.  I’m here anytime you need a great big Granma hug.”

“Why has Petey chosen to leave, Granma?”

“We all choose our death, sweetheart, just like we all choose our birth.  Death isn’t the opposite of life, life goes on, it’s the opposite of birth.  Death is a transition.  Now, that’s a big word and it means that Petey has gone through a kind of invisible doorway, and as he went through, you could say he’s shifted from being solid to being just energy, but he’s still alive.”

“But Petey didn’t choose to die, the vet said he picked up something that poisoned him.”

“Yes, she did, and she tried to make him better but it didn’t work. You know, there are many ways to die, to make that transition. Sometimes, it’s an illness, sometimes it’s an accident or situation where suddenly it happens. It’s rarely that we simply go to sleep and say; “I’m going now, see you on the other side.” But even when it’s unexpected and a terrible tragedy, there is a decision made by the soul and in agreement with the source, because we cannot cross through that doorway if we are not meant to go.”

“So, you’re saying Petey chose to go?  Why would he do that?  He loved it here with me, I know he did.”

“Ah, difficult to answer that, I don’t know what Petey’s soul journey is.  Maybe he did everything he came here to do.  Maybe another opportunity to live through another body opened up for his soul, a new life that would give him new learning.  

Think of it this way, remember when your Mom and Dad went away for three weeks?  They had to go abroad for a funeral, remember?  And they left you behind with me.  You were very upset they left you, weren’t you?  You didn’t want them to go, even though you knew they were coming back.  But we talked about it and you understood that it wasn’t about leaving you, it was something they had to do for themselves.  And they didn’t want to leave you but they needed to go.  Well, it’s just the same with Petey, he didn’t want to leave you but it was something he had to do for himself. 

Sweetie, it’s going to hurt, like it hurt when Mom and Dad left, that’s only natural and I’m here to listen and give you my special cuddles, right?  Remember what I said, the part that’s really Petey, his energy and soul, that’s still alive and choosing the next part of his journey.”    

“If he’s still alive, where is he, then?  And why do I have his body in my hands, Granma?”

“Sweetheart, keep still and let me wipe those big tears with my hankie.  You just said it yourself, sweetie, you have his little body in your hands, you don’t have Petey.” 

“But it hurts so much, Granma, I really love Petey, he was only a kitten and I don’t want him to go!”

“Sweetheart, he hasn’t gone far, would you like me to show you how to contact him now that he’s energy?”

“Can I?”

“Yes dear, anytime you like, he’s still around, you know, you just can’t see him because you’re focusing on his little body in your hands as being him, when he’s not that at all.

Come and sit on my lap and let’s breathe nice and slow together….that’s it.  Can you feel yourself calming down?  Remember how to connect to the inner peace that’s always inside you?  That’s it.

Now, close your eyes and see or just feel Petey here with you.  Can you feel him?”

“Kinda, but it’s faint, Granma.”

“Okay, if you sit like this from time to time, the connection will grow stronger and you’ll feel him every time he’s around you.  Here’s another way.  Put yourself inside your heart chakra, okay?

“Yes, Granma, I’m in.”

“Good, now inside that chamber of your heart chakra, take a seat in the chamber.  And notice there’s a chair opposite you.  Now, ask Petey to come into your heart chakra and sit on that chair.”

“He’s here, Granma!  I can see him!”

“Great!  How does he look?”

“He looks fine, he’s licking his paw, he looks relaxed and happy.”

“Good.  Now, inside your heart chakra, Petey can do something extraordinary, he can talk, so ask him how he is.”

“ ’Petey, hi mate!  So glad to see you, buddy.  How’re you doing?  Do you know you’re dead?  Are you alright?’  He says he fine and he knows.  He says he’s sorry he had to leave but he’s still going to be with me for a while.  He says he loves me, Granma!“

“That’s wonderful, sweetheart, and what do you want to tell him?”

“ ‘Petey, you know I love you too, so much, buddy!  And I’m really sad you had to leave, I’m really gonna miss you, Petey.  I think it’s gonna help if we meet up like this from time to time.  I’m so glad to know you’re alright.’ “

“What’s happening?”

“He’s come over onto my lap, Granma, and he’s rubbing his face into my hands and purring.  He says he’s gonna be sleeping on my bed with me every night.  I think he’s gonna leave now, yeah, there he goes.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Sad, but I’m gonna be alright.” 

“We’ll have a really special send-off for Petey’s body.  It’s going to be our way of celebrating the life he had with us.  Let’s sit down and plan everything we’re going to need and what you want to do, hey?”

“Okay, Granma, and thanks for helping me understand.”

“Anytime, sweetheart, always here for you.”

Posted in darkness and light, death, transformation

The Dance of Life And Death

Sometimes, things end

Sometimes, stuff breaks down

Sometimes, everything falls apart

Whether it’s plans, dreams, hopes,

Whether it’s society, culture, structure,

Whether it’s relationships, career, status.

Whether it’s the lives of the ones we love

Or a complete stranger, or our own life.

It’s transformation

It clears the way for something new.

It’s a death.

And death begets life

Death cleanses

Death heals

Death creates a new beginning.

Do not fear change

Do not forsake what needs to be dissolved.

Do not deny the death of what is ready to transform.

Embrace the process

And let the fresh green shoots grow.

Embrace your truth,

The old ‘you’ dies

The old life is ready to fall by the wayside.

The new is constantly waiting to be born.

Our fear of death is as much about our fear of life, our fear to live.

We fear change and cling to the familiar.

The challenge is often that we are not good enough, we are not worthy,

We cannot step up.

Be brave, beautiful soul, you were made for this constant dance of death and life.

They are always present, whether you fear them or not,

Whether you engage or not.

You are worthy, you always were.

You are worthy to fully engage in truth

And death is truth

Life is truth

They are both beautiful and necessary

You are safe with them, they belong with us.

Surrender, trust, accept, receive.