I was face to face with death several times in the last few years. It is so painful to recollect those cases, but one positive point is that such experiences prepare you for your final journey on this planet.
At times, one wonders why we have to mourn the deaths of out dear and near ones. Isn’t there a point that the ones who are dead are luckier than us? Or else, why the dead and the dying seem to be all in bliss? Why does one get the feeling that they are the ones who are liberated from the pains and miseries of life?
You would argue that for most of them death is a good deliverance from pains of many kinds - mental and physical. And for some others, death could mean the end of a successful trip on this planet; and that there is no point hanging around any more! Mission accomplished, one should move on. As Thoreau had it so aptly put, “Only the day dawns to which we are awake.”
One does not know for sure whether a dying person knows that he is dying.
My assumption from experience is that they know they are “passing on”, and this is the realisation of the most bitter truth. Once one realises this, the fear of death vanishes because one comes to terms with the realities of life. And he happily “walks away”, singing, “A man can die but once, we owe God a death.” –Shakespeare.
The point I am trying to bring home is the fear of death for most of us is the greatest burden on our minds.
It makes us cry because we would be leaving behind our dearest and the nearest ones, and many other things we are so much attached to. Such thoughts kill us many times much before the actual death comes. Thus, the only way to avoid “dying while living” is to understand and realise that since death is the surest “event” in life, it must be welcomed as a saviour. Your journey enters an unknown territory. Death alone can help you understand that. And, as someone had said, we must not fear death because that would be paying it too much honour.