When we learn to take death consciously, when death really does come and snatch life from us, we no longer cry like a child who has just been robbed of a toy. Then instead we can welcome death, conquer the experience of death with a smile, say to death, 'I was ready for you, now accept me, set me free!' When we communicate our feelings to death in this way, a serenity floats in our voices, we accept death with blessings. When an ordinary person knows at least that our death is certain, then that person also embraces death like an enlightened person. When all his hopes for this life are gone forever, he has no desire to come back here. The shadow of death always hangs over every human being,But an ignorant man has to fight death for fear of death in every moment of life, where an enlightened man accepts the truth of death and lives happily every moment. There can be many reasons for fear, but the root is the same. When we are afraid of anything, even if it seems to be a worldly cause, if we think a little deeper, we will see that the real cause of all our fears is death, the root of fear is rooted in death.
When we are afraid of losing money, we are afraid that we will go bankrupt, we are afraid of poverty, but when we go deeper, we realize that it is not really the fear of losing money, it is not the fear of poverty, it is the fear of death. When our financial situation starts to deteriorate, we are actually scared in our minds, now if we get infected with a big disease, where will the cost of our treatment come from? If we have to go out of the country to see a doctor, but we don't have the money, we could die! How can we save ourselves without money? Our fear of money is really for our fear of death, because we want to stop death, we want to live a little longer, but that's why we need money. Money guarantees our life, satisfies our body's need for food. When the person we love, maybe our spouse, or someone very close, is dying,Then the fear of death fills us as well as that man, because the man we love is a part of our lives, we think of the man we love as our own half, and when that half of us begins to separate from us, our partial death occurs.