The common man whose identity is based on ego will do everything to live, but the spiritual man who is searching for truth, will take every opportunity to die. What does it mean to die? To die to one’s ignorance, to die to the ego, to die to fear, to die to suffering, to die to misconception, to die to judgements so they can really wake up to their timeless reality. – Mooji
Raw. Vulnerable. Honest. Those words jump immediately into my mind when I attempt to describe the New York Times Bestseller, When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi.
I rarely read books these days. But this one traveled around my circle so I couldn’t miss it. And, to be honest, I’m fascinated by death at the moment.
I want to know death in its stark reality so I can face it truthfully. I want to know the myriad emotions that might arrive when death says hello – from fear to denial to great compassion to release from worldly concerns. I want to know the gifts a prospective death promises to bring, at least to those who are willing to acknowledge and embrace it: For example, the ability to embrace each moment fully with loving awareness.