My dear friend’s mother died recently.  Helen was 88 years old and had been sick with kidney disease for 3 years.  Her decline was not quick or pretty.  And yet, her dying had a certain beauty to it . . . a peaceful acceptance . . . a surrendered willingness.

 I attended an intimate ceremony this week celebrating the release of Helen’s spirit.  It wasn’t a memorial service or funeral in the traditional sense.  It was more of a spiritual send-off, a loving support of her transition to a nonphysical existence.

Martha spoke about her mother’s final months.  She shared with us Helen’s mantra: “I only want to know the peace of God.  God’s peace is all that I want.”  As Helen shed her attachment to the world of form, she became calmly focused on a goal that most of us miss in the busyness of our daily lives.

I’ve heard that a dying person can become radiant as they prepare to leave this earth.  Helen did.  Her passing reminded me how simple and blissful the death of a body can be when it occurs without resistance or struggle.  From what I’ve seen, it can indeed be the most natural transition of our lives . . . even the most beautiful.

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