People spend a lot of time trying to look pretty, handsome, sexy, and youthful. All of this is completely ego based. I say that as I do my best to keep my weight down. For me, this is not just cosmetic. It is essential for my well-being, as I am diabetic. For the most part, I do not consider myself to be good looking or sexy or whatever. I just am who I am. It always surprises me when someone compliments me on my looks or says they find me sexy. I wonder what criteria they are using?
Something that most do not realize is that the obsession with good looks and youth is based upon a very deep fear. That fear is of something that we cannot escape….DEATH. Many do not like to talk about death, or even think about death. They find that finality to be either distasteful or terrifying. I have never found death to be either of those things. And because I do not fear death I have been quite risky at times with my own life…but only for good reasons, never flippantly.
My father used to listen to “Chapel Time,” which was a local radio segment wherein they would list off the deaths of the local folks and the funeral arrangements and so on. He joked that he was listening just in case his name came up. But I noticed that both of my parents’ attitudes towards death changed as they aged. The older they got, the more they somewhat obsessed with death…their own in particular. My mother would put labels on things with numbers on the bottom. I was child number five, so anything with a five on it was to go to me after her death. Each child was given a number according to their birth order. I have no idea if any of that actually got honored, as I did not really get much at all after she died. But I think that was because her actual will stated that my father got everything. So I think that is most likely what happened.
My father, on the other hand, obsessed with the fact that all of his friends were dropping like flies. I think he seriously felt that the bell was going to toll for him any day, and he was quite uncomfortable with that thought. This is one area where we were quite different. I have, since I was very young, not really been too bothered by the possibility of my own mortality. Sure, I would rather live a happy and long life, but if that is not what ends up happening, then so be it. After all, you never know when some idiot driver is going to accidentally kill you! And if I worried about when death would come knocking on my door I would never get into a moving vehicle in the first place.
Perhaps this is also augmented by the fact that I have clinically been dead a couple of times. What happened to me on the “other side” was something that made me not actually fear anything about death. What disturbs me more is the prospect of having to suffer a long, slow, agonizing death. Many in my family have died due to being consumed by cancer. I seriously hope that this is not the method in which I exit stage left. I would rather have a bullet put into my head than go out in agony with a disease ravaging every ounce and cell of what is left of my withering body until nothing is left but skin, bones, and a faint image of who I used to be. No, I would prefer something sudden, where there is no turning back and I can just be on my way to the “other side.”
The thing about death is that it does not discriminate. It finds us, no matter who we are, what we do, what we have accomplished or not accomplished in our lives, no matter how old we are, what gender we are, what income bracket we are in and so on. It does not determine whether or not we die based upon whether or not we have been a “good” or “bad” person through our lives. Death does not care about any of that. When your time is here, it is here and that is all there is to say about that. We cannot run and hide from Death. We would be foolish to even try that. Something that people often do not realize is that our energy systems actually emit a “death scent,” and that scent happens prior to our deaths and it happens no matter how we die. Even if we were to die in a car crash, our energy would have been emitting that death scent a day or two ahead of time. Does this mean that I predict when people will die? No. I can predict THAT they will die. But when that happens and how that happens is not for me to see or say.
People often ask me, when we talk about this, if what I am possibly smelling in the energy system is the person’s fear? Or perhaps the biological degrading of cells. If this scent happened for just people who were ill or elderly, then perhaps. But it happens even if they are suddenly killed in a hunting accident or a car accident. No, it is the energy preparing for their departure. That is all it is. Now, having said that, I have to also say that sometimes things change, as they did for me. I was dead and then brought back to life. That happens sometimes. And sometimes a person’s intuition kicks in and, for some reason they turn left instead of right, or change the plane that they were going to take, or call a cab instead of driving themselves and then the whole game changes along with the outcome. Did they cheat death? No. They changed their minds and their direction and that changed whether or not is was now their time.
Although the death scent is something that gives me a “heads up” when it comes to people passing, it does not give me the ability to change their path. It is not like I can smell it and therefore cure their cancer or anything like that. It is simply a natural scent emission that their energy puts out. The energy, in other words, is preparing them for their departure. We all have this happen, but very few are able to smell it. That is because of a few things.
We have been taught to ignore our “other” senses. This makes many people completely oblivious to the variety of ways in which energy systems can be perceived. And those who “see” or “hear” energy sometimes are oblivious to the fact that you can also taste and smell energy. Once a person smells the death scent in the energy system there is no way to forget what that smell is or what it means. But it is still not written in stone. As I said, people have often suddenly changed course and then changed their departure time. And once that is done, the death scent no longer emits from their energy system. Perhaps there is an unconscious level of awareness that causes them to make whatever change is necessary. I don’t know.
What I do know is that I have smelled the death scent on myself at the moments of death that I have experienced. I have smelled it on friends and family members who have died. And I have even smelled it from miles away and intuitively known who is emitting that scent.
In many cultures there are “mythical” characters who usher in death. Be they saints, or gods or goddesses, or “demons” or whatever, many cultures have someone who gathers the souls of the dead. In popular culture we are even taught that those who have passed before us will meet us and escort us into the Light. I trust that if they are doing this they will not have already reincarnated. After all, that could complicate things a wee bit. But what this makes me wonder is if they too, on the other side, can smell the death scent? And perhaps this is why they are able to find us at the moment of our death? And then the part of me that is fascinated by the morbid wonders if, after I die, I may become a bit of a Grim Reaper myself, considering my familiarity with the death scent? I could actually envision myself in that role. Sitting by the death bed of family members, I have had opportunity to “escort” them to the other side on a spirit level. So it would make sense that after I die I could simply become someone who greets them from the other side, instead of escorting them to the other side.
Death is something that none of us can escape. Even if we are able to change course a time or two, we are not immortal. We all will die at some point in time. I feel it is better to get comfortable with that concept than it is to try to run away from it. And once we are comfortable with it, then we become clearer in our thinking. We know more about what actually matters in our lives and what does not. So the stress levels go down significantly. We prioritize what is important to us and let the other stuff take a back seat. This helps us to live more fully in our lives, staying in the present moment and allowing ourselves to truly connect with those around us who actually matter to us. Instead of trying to escape death, which we can never really do for very long, we can choose to have it be a healthy reminder of who we are and what we hold as important in our lives.