Your body uncontrollably folded over as your life slowly, and gradually diffused. Your chest working so hard to capture air, your eyes narcotically glazed, you recognized me and pierced me with your fear. Invisible fiery energy transmitted through my hands and touched you tenderly. I prayed that it would bring you peace, serenity, that you would gently let go and detach from this world.
My ego, ready and alert to take advantage of every opportunity, arose within and made me wonder. How will it be for me? Will I be scared? Will I welcome my departure? Where will death take me? Is there another place, another way of being... or, just an abyss, nothing?
So many questions made me realize that I know so little for sure. Hopefully, I'll get some answers when it's my turn. But at that moment all I really knew was that my touching you somehow helped; that from our human connection comfort flows and that love makes questions irrelevant.
May your last days be full of love.
"Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever."