"We move through the world, accumulating the burden of fear, guilt, and shame, but they are all simply defenses to avoid loss.
The only thing we fear is loss.
The only reason we accept guilt is because we caused loss to others.
And the only reason we carry shame is because we lost ourselves.
In the end there is no loss, only love."
"It's ok, I so badly wanted to tell them. Even if I still die, it's ok.
The magnetism of death was visceral. I felt it pulling my heart and my lungs and my shoulders toward it, reeling me into its calm while the living world tugged me back to their chaos. My body was now a finely tuned conductor for death's magnetism, and I felt its benevolent energy circulating through me, metastasizing pure love throughout every artery, calling me homeward.
The magnetism of death was also spiritual. It was a beautiful song I had sung my entire life but just heard for the first time. It was that feeling right before you start to cry, the welling that begins deep in your abdomen, the undeniable sense of change, connection, inner awareness, and outer guidance. It was a knowledge — not of facts, but of truths that bring us to the destination we've been seeking all along."
I'm not posting this in order to encourage people to end their lives.
I know this person's account of their sudden brush with death and their ensuing near death experience might make death seem all the more enticing.
But, on the other hand, I also that people who have the self-awareness to be on a forum like SS and who have the self-awareness that, whether we like this sense of self-awareness or not, comes with being suicidal know their own minds and would not be suddenly persuaded to catch the bus because they read an article.
Maybe I'm posting for the sake of those who, only after very careful consideration I hope, who have come to the conclusion that ending their lives is what is best for them.
Or maybe because this a beautiful account of coming close to dying and because this person's insights might be comforting as far as the notion of dying for those who ultimately opt to not catch the bus.
Well, I just hope this can provide some comfort and some insights.
The only thing we fear is loss.
The only reason we accept guilt is because we caused loss to others.
And the only reason we carry shame is because we lost ourselves.
In the end there is no loss, only love."
"It's ok, I so badly wanted to tell them. Even if I still die, it's ok.
The magnetism of death was visceral. I felt it pulling my heart and my lungs and my shoulders toward it, reeling me into its calm while the living world tugged me back to their chaos. My body was now a finely tuned conductor for death's magnetism, and I felt its benevolent energy circulating through me, metastasizing pure love throughout every artery, calling me homeward.
The magnetism of death was also spiritual. It was a beautiful song I had sung my entire life but just heard for the first time. It was that feeling right before you start to cry, the welling that begins deep in your abdomen, the undeniable sense of change, connection, inner awareness, and outer guidance. It was a knowledge — not of facts, but of truths that bring us to the destination we've been seeking all along."
I'm not posting this in order to encourage people to end their lives.
I know this person's account of their sudden brush with death and their ensuing near death experience might make death seem all the more enticing.
But, on the other hand, I also that people who have the self-awareness to be on a forum like SS and who have the self-awareness that, whether we like this sense of self-awareness or not, comes with being suicidal know their own minds and would not be suddenly persuaded to catch the bus because they read an article.
Maybe I'm posting for the sake of those who, only after very careful consideration I hope, who have come to the conclusion that ending their lives is what is best for them.
Or maybe because this a beautiful account of coming close to dying and because this person's insights might be comforting as far as the notion of dying for those who ultimately opt to not catch the bus.
Well, I just hope this can provide some comfort and some insights.
