Collective Relationship with Death?

Why does our collective culture have such a deep and difficult struggle with death? Why are we taught to collectively fear it and cling to life in our last moments even into our old age? Why do we “fight through the pain” when our bodies are telling us, No!?

Death does not and has not always been total doom and gloom. Death just is. The cycle of life, death, and rebirth is never ending. A celebration, as it should be. Yet we collectively clutch our pearls of life desperately even in the end we or our families beg for all life saving measures, even when your body pays the cost as it is blundered away in the emergent moment - loss in life. We fear death so much, we convince people we love that they “can’t die” or they “need to fight to stay alive”, as if they haven’t fought their whole lives and now they are tired, there comes a point where our souls and bodies do not have anything left to give.

Death is often negatively viewed as “giving up”, or is it the ultimate surrender into the light, the ultimate leap of faith? It can be just as beautiful as birth. Death is a peaceful surrender. They are in and of the same. Light into dark, dark into light. As within so without. As above so below. As I release, I flow in peace.