There is a point in time we die, and a point in time we live on the threshold of our deaths. Death and our deaths are two different selves of the same parentage of the same essence, but different intents and points of viewing an individual. When a person makes covenant with his death it engages and increases the potency of Life, and his life is more luminous than ever since childhood, or first birth. Dying, leaving the body, is a final resolution to agreements made before first births that mean something of equal importance to Life is in conflict with what tries to contain it, and Death, as an entity, forces Life to be more than Death. Love is stronger than Death, but only by agreements, specific agreements and relationships with what needs to be understood as a warrior, a magician, a Life Giver, or an undertaker.
Sometimes death appears in a form you are comfortable with or recognize and acknowledge as valid with its muted yellows, oranges, blues, and reds resigned to cohabit with shadows and blacks and muted greys. Death will stand very still looking at you without a hint of impatience, or expectation. If Death's presence scares you that is one story different from the lack of fear another feels seeing Death. The indifference to one's own death is from relationship with Creation and Creator, and an understanding of one's spirit and how things move together in the circles that become concentric. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 12.13.13
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