The Fiction of Death and Living – it’s only Love
Like Living, Death is a fiction – a dream – the Gaia/Illusion we are all participating in.
Consider this logic, if you will:
We are all connected, the world is what we believe it to be. Those, of course, come from the very old “Huna” philosophy. And the word “philosophy” itself goes to “Love of what works.”
Charles Haanel covered Love as a primal force, meaning that it exists and creates the world around us. Factually, and by extension, we are all Love at our base.
Lester Levenson’s big breakthrough – the one which saved his life – was recognizing that Love works best on an out-flow. The more you love others is what brings more peace into your own life.
And this is the unconditional love you can find in pets and the saints.
“Sin” is yet another fiction, developed (like “Money”) to improve the control, security, and approval desires. These in turn are based on denial of this central concept that there are no limits, denial that we are all connected and part of a greater whole. Huna shamans (kahuna’s) had a harder time helping haoles (non-natives) just because so many of these imports brought with them the false data and beliefs that a person could harm another. And so would then tell the petitioner to go and “make amends” as they felt best, then come back to do the next step. Max Freedom Long tells about this in his “Secrets Behind Miracles”.
So where to people go when they die? Nowhere – and everywhere. Because death is neither an end nor a beginning. I ran across an old Serge Kahili King article recently where he mentioned that an old tradition held that Living was just a dream – that when you “died” you simply woke up to another dream.
Dreams, of course, are another fiction – including the one you are “living” right now as you read this.
All there is, is Love.
Now some Eastern philosophies, and Levenson found these to explain what he had gone through, hold that God is within all of us and we are all part of God. Of course, you’ll see the New Thought understanding there – but you will also see that while Alan Watts tells about this concept being integral to Zen Buddhism, it is also in the teachings of Jesus the Christ.
Of course, this makes sense again, since God is Love.
So you have to learn (or unlearn) to love death.
Because, like any good story, it pulls you along the plot line. Where that analogy fails is that this is a story which has no beginning and no end. Sleep is really an artificial end and beginning point of every day – and the enlightened have traditionally found that sleep was another fiction, that in higher states it wasn’t necessary.
But this very fear of death is what drives so many of us. Levenson found that this was the arch-angel he feared through his own life. And brought him to the very real point where his doctor told him he had days, maybe as much as three months to live – only if he went to bed and didn’t get out of it.
He really found out (since he still had a very active mind and drive to understand) that he had brought this on himself. In doing so, all that introspective analysis took him right out the top and into an unreality with the world around him. It took him 18 years and moving to seclusion in Sedona before he could figure out what he had done in order to talk to other people about it effectively enough to help them achieve that state for themselves.
I am still on this “path” to resolving this for myself. And you’ll see the fallacy of that statement – it is really that I am awakening ever more slowly from the fictions I have accepted on how to live and exist.
But you can also now see why I promote Larry Crane among others – because you can get Lester’s tapes directly.
By the same token, you can see why I tell you to learn from these other Masters as well (Napoleon Hill, Charles Haanel, Dale Carnegie, Wallace Wattles, Earl Nightingale, Serge Kahili King and Max Freedom Long) – as these all studied widely and consolidated what they understood into simple and practical philosophies anyone could apply for themselves.
Each of these found very successful lives – and succeeded exactly to the same degree that they helped others with their own success.
That explains the fiction of Death. Because as we are all connected, our success depends on others’ success.
Now, my living on a farm brings me into a quite different, less sheltered view of death. Farming is surrounded by the challenges of growing things and harvesting. Plants, like wheat and rye, are planted in the fall only to “sleep” during the winter and then rise tall in the spring to “die” about June where their seed can be harvested. If you don’t harvest the seed, it plants itself to grow again the next year. Cows live longer lives in general. But you have to weed out your stock much as you weed a garden – otherwise, there isn’t enough food for all of them and they will all suffer. Cows live, on average about 12-14 years (hardier breeds live longer). But like dogs and cats, they live shorter lives than humans (who live much shorter lives than some trees like the Burr Oak, which can exist for more than half a century). So just in day-to-day living on a farm you see death on a daily basis – if only in the insects making their way around.
And I would invite anyone to arrange their lives so that they can spend a few months or years doing nothing but communing with Nature. And taking that time to look within and find your Self, to really look at what is, to welcome this illusion around us and learn to appreciate it for what it is.
Because the truth and peace you seek is already present. You only have to quit pushing it away or saying it’s not there.
Death is only one manifestation of your own self-imposed limits. I hope you enjoy finding others.
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