Dreaming Death

Death paid me a visit last night, in my dreams.

And Death was a dualistic Being of male and female; brother and sister.

Promising to heal me, Sister Death held me in a long body hug. Brother Death smiled upon me.

And then they took me away in a car.

Perhaps this is the Equinox impinging itself upon my dark and dreaming mind in terms of light and dark, yin and yang, female and male. I don’t actually know.

But, as usual by now, there is no fear, no anxiety.

How would I greet my own personal death, should it find me this season? In the same way I greet the Autumnal Equinox, but reversed: arms outspread and Falling Forwards. Into the White Water.


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