06-03-2022, 10:22 AM
I do agree that meditation can help to mitigate fears of the unknown.
For me, it is about acceptance. I accept that I am going to die from this reality. In accepting that I will die, I do not qualify that acceptance with beliefs or wishes that after death there is this or that or something or nothing (regardless of what I may resonate with at any given point in time). And in doing so, I put my focus on the here and now, and what I do while traversing this reality as I am.
I am a Woody Allen fan. There is a scene in Hannah and Her Sisters where Woody's character, after months of searching for answers about death and God, reaches this culminating moment:
I also like Richard Dawkin's words (from the point of view of an atheist which I don't care about one way or the other—it is the sentiment I like) on the subject:
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries
We have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life
Within decades we must close our eyes again
Isn't it a noble and enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun
To work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it?
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born
The potential people who could have been here in my place
But who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA
So massively exceeds the set of actual people
In the teeth of those stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here
We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds
How dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state
From which the vast majority have never stirred?
There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers
Having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one
And that whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity
From so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been
And are being, evolved
For me, it is about acceptance. I accept that I am going to die from this reality. In accepting that I will die, I do not qualify that acceptance with beliefs or wishes that after death there is this or that or something or nothing (regardless of what I may resonate with at any given point in time). And in doing so, I put my focus on the here and now, and what I do while traversing this reality as I am.
I am a Woody Allen fan. There is a scene in Hannah and Her Sisters where Woody's character, after months of searching for answers about death and God, reaches this culminating moment:
I also like Richard Dawkin's words (from the point of view of an atheist which I don't care about one way or the other—it is the sentiment I like) on the subject:
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries
We have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life
Within decades we must close our eyes again
Isn't it a noble and enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun
To work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it?
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones
Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born
The potential people who could have been here in my place
But who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara
Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA
So massively exceeds the set of actual people
In the teeth of those stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here
We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds
How dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state
From which the vast majority have never stirred?
There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers
Having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one
And that whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity
From so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been
And are being, evolved