Death As We Know Is Not The End.

Dear Friend,

The pandemic has brought death front and center into the world’s view. There is no escaping this because this is all the Media is talking about. We cannot blame them. It is their nature to report the facts. But we are traumatized —directly and indirectly!

As of today, over 400,000 Americans have died from COVID-19. By the end of February, perhaps 500,000 deaths from COVID-19. This is under one year since COVID-19 began taking lives. It is twice more than the number of Americans who were killed during the four years of World War II. I know, wow.

We celebrate birth, and we mournfully celebrate life only after someone has died. We fear death because we have been conditioned to believe that it is the end and nothing more.

We cry because we miss what we have taken for granted — to be able to meet a friend or a love one in person whenever we feel like it, or whenever we need someone to talk to. What we feel is separation pain. It really, really hurts so badly in your inner being. Perhaps it is the same reason a newborn cries.

But death as we know is not the end. It is a transition to returning home. A joyful returning home that deserves a celebration. A bittersweet bon voyage. We will be together again.

Our physical brains struggle to appreciate the idea of communicating with the departed, for a lack of better words, their conscious, spirit, soul, or energy. They are in a different state of existence which we do not yet know how to make the link.

Perhaps it is like dark energy and dark matter. Scientists suspect or theorize that they are out there but they could not yet validate their presence. They are not tangible and yet, according to some scientists’ observations, there is good probability that they do exist.

I wish there is more NDE research and mainstream discussion in the scientific community. There are so many stuff that we freely dismiss as imaginary, nonsense or mere speculations, but science used to recently believe that our Milky Way was the only galaxy in the universe, black holes were theories, and what was believed to be a starless region of the universe turned out to have beyond trillions of galaxies in Hubble’s ultra deep field scan.

Scientific minds are always questioning and challenging ideas, and this is a good thing because their skepticism helps keep us grounded so we do not mix up reality, lies, and fantasies such as Mary Poppins, Harry Potter, Hobbits, or Star Trek.

Fantasies are not bad ideas because they challenge our minds to explore the possibilities. Some of them have stirred imaginations that helped bring spaceflight, flatscreens television, transparent screens televisions, and smartphones into reality. But in the field of near death experiences (NDE) research pioneered by Dr. Raymond Moody, I wish more scientists, doctors and other people were not so quick to adamantly dismiss it that they are not open to the amazing possibilities even when thousands of people on the records (agnostics, atheists, religious of any religion, and whatnots) have shared similar experiences — the light; the knowing; the unconditional love; that we all are connected; that they have returned home; the god as we have been told about, commanded or even threatened to believe in, or imagined has no gender, it is not mean, cruel, or judgmental but an infinite epic cosmic embrace of unconditional love; and the same message of our purpose in life is to experience it and learn from it and to love one another — humans, animals, insects, plants, earth, the planet.

I came across this article in Washington Post’s Health- Perspective section: Near the end of life, my hospice patient had a ghostly visitor who altered his view of the world by Scott Janssen, a clinical social worker with University of North Carolina Healthcare Hospice. This article originally appeared on Pulse — Voices From the Heart of Medicine, which publishes personal accounts of illness and healing. In Scott’s story, I saw that Evan, like many other NDEs, was like Michio Kako’s carp. Evan got a peek of the extra dimension, and like many other near death experiencers (NDE’rs) he got to share some of his experiences.

Michio Kaku on Extra Dimensions — When I was a child growing up in San Francisco area, I used to visit a Japanese tea garden and visit the carp swimming just beneath the lily pads in a two dimensional pond. I used to spend hours looking at them. They would swim forward backward, left and then right. Their eyes were to the side and they couldn’t see me. I was in the third dimension. I was in hyperspace. They were totally unaware that there was a universe beyond their pond, and then I thought, well what happens if I reach down and grab one of the fish, lift the fish up. Maybe that fish was a scientist and the scientist would say, “Bah, humbug, science fiction! There’s no world of up. Up does not exist!” Well I would grab this scientist. Lift him up in the world of up, hyperspace, the third dimension. What would he see? He would see beings breathing without water, a new law of biology; beings moving without fins, a new law of physics. Then I would put the fish back into the pond. What kind of stories would he tell? Today we physicists believe, we cannot prove it yet, we are the fish.

Understandably we feel uneasy, afraid, or terrified because we have been conditioned to believe that death is the end. The dreaded unknown. But who is not afraid of the unknown? Anything that suggests that death is not the end but a transition to the extra dimension, we become like Michio Kaku’s carp, “Bah, humbug, science fiction!”

Death is not the end and there is nothing to fear. But it is because of this fear we struggle to live our lives in love and fearlessly. Instead we live to achieve goals, mostly materialistic goals, to distract ourselves from our pending end-of-life on Earth in this universe like Michio Kako’s allegorical pond.

I think I should end it here. Maybe I will come back in a few weeks or a few months with a followup. Or maybe not. We shall see what the universe brings my way for me to share with you. That is if you want it.

Experience life, learn from it and love one another. But if you cannot seem to love, then at least be kind. Live your life in love and fearlessly. — Anita Moorjani

Live fearlessly and even dare to celebrate death because it is not the end as we have been conditioned to believe. Rather it is a bon-voyage celebration here and a welcoming home celebration in the other dimension, the Extra Dimension.