What has a beginning has to have an end. Whosoever is born, has to die. Nothing is permanent.

Funny how we all know this, but somehow manage to never bring it to our daily consciousness, keeping it buried deep down somewhere in our subconscious.

Maybe this is what the spiritual teachers and seers call " Maya".

We never feel that we will die and never think about death. In our (new)culture, when someone speaks of death and dying, they say not to say such things and not to be morbid.

How does a reality facing you every day and something we know (at one level) will also happen to us become a morbid thing?

Why this fear? Is this fear called "Maya"?

We all know the story of the Buddha who asked one grieving lady who had lost her child to get few grains from any home where no one had died and he would resurrect the child. The lady could not find a single house where no one had died.

Why do we call it dying in the first place? Dying has a ring of finality to it, which may not be true. Wouldn't it be better if we call it "going over to the other side", "gone back home", or maybe " gone into the unknown".

How are we so sure that death is going to be an unpleasant experience?

Is this wrong surety called " Maya"?

Why can't death be the most wonderful experience of this lifetime for everyone? Maybe it is the most wonderful and ecstatic experience, a journey into light and love. A journey of & into Unconditional love!

When we are dreaming while sleeping, there is a very real quality to the dreams. The dreams seem to be the reality and it appears that it is actually happening to us. We get very happy, very scared, terrified, petrified, peaceful, wonderful etc depending on our dream. And then we wake up. And realise that that what was appearing so real, was only a dream.

Isn't it possible,then what we call death is actually is waking up & putting an end to a dream which we call life.

Would we then realise that all what we called or knew as life, our relationships, our pains and pleasures were only a dream. And death is waking up, a cause of joy & celebration.

Maybe that is Maya! :-)

Namaste!
"-)