There Is No Drama When Dying – Part 2
I am a guest in a small twin engine airplane. I am a man, who is blessed, being invited by two ladies – one being a pilot, the other, the copilot. The two ladies are in a competition to show off; going to the limit, to display their aerial abilities. I quickly understand, but give in, surrender, breath and enjoy.
One pulls the plane down so steeply and low over the hilly forest – that our left wing touches one of the tree tops.
I feel weightless, like I’m in a beautiful round bubble, as though I am a soap-bubble, hovering above the trees. Happy, silent and deeply content with all there is. I feel at ease and fine by myself. I have nothing to do or become.
I blame no one, not even myself. I am just fine, silently present and deeply content. There is no blame towards the ladies, not even interest in the wreck or the empty body shells. Just pure well being.
I quickly see the cleanup people showing up, with all their interesting equipment, heads down, looking for evidence, searching for parts of the wreck and our bodies.
I recognize that I have passed. Curious as I always was, I seek to talk to one of them, to ask about their special skills and insights, but quickly I understand, that he doesn’t hear me, there is no reaction.
Nothing to do. Nowhere to go. I find this pure state of being very enjoyable. I am present and watching.
I am at peace, “one” with all that is.
By DrFlow – David Schläpfer