What it Feels Like to Die

I had one of the most interesting conversations yesterday with someone. I spoke to someone who has died five times. Let that sink in for a second. He flat lined for at least 15 minutes, at least five times. He died so many times that he was taken to the morgue. I asked him what’s it like to die? And he said, “You know what? It feels like you’re sitting on the couch and you’re watching TV and everything just fades.”

He told me when he died that he felt warm and peaceful. He says the hard part is living. There are so many things that we’ve been taught to fear and death has always been one of those things. It made me wonder what other things have I been fearing instead of understanding? What am I holding myself back from or incorrectly concentrating my opinions on? I would love to hear your thoughts on death and the things you fear because I am still processing the weight of the information that I have just learned.

It blew my mind to hear that something that someone can fear so much can actually be beautiful. It’s prompted me to make a list of all the things I fear and see if I can find beauty in the things that I fear. I wonder what I’m going to find. You know what? I’m going to post my notes about it later. I’d love to hear what you fear the most and if there is a way that you can make it seem beautiful? I wonder if we can do that?