In my journey of growth and true discovery, I’ve come to realize that death has visited me many times, not in a physical sense per se but through moments of ideological collapse, grief, and a deep surrender.
Each of those deaths was followed by grief and then, quietly, by renewal.
It took me a while to see it clearly: These egoic deaths weren’t punishments or failures. They were invitations. Moments of integration and moments where I thought I was dissolved so the self I am could emerge
Death is the nature of life
