How Dying Was Not As Scary As I Thought

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Panic was my first reaction.

A number of mornings ago,  I was in the kitchen with my dog and cat, while my wife was till asleep upstairs. Each morning I took my vitamins and nutrients before running with the dog, exercising, having my coffee or eating breakfast.

I also ate a dried prune. You see, my mother had always told me that it was important to have a prune every day to “stay regular”. Anyway, I guess I hadn’t chewed the prune well enough because as I tried to swallow it with the pills everything became a lump in my throat. And this lump would not go down. I tried to sip some water but that went nowhere. I could not breathe and I started to feel woozy and panicky.

Luckily, having recently taken a first aid refresher course [in order to maintain my certification as a motorcycle riding instructor] I remembered the procedure for preventing choking when one was alone. I vigorously slammed the front of my body into the edge of kitchen counter. I then began to cough and vomited up the lump in my throat. I  began to breathe regularly, but broke into a cold sweat with a rapid heartbeat and the shakes.

It was a close call, and I was quite upset, however I also felt a strange calmness. It was like I had just passed up the opportunity to see what’s on the other side and had chosen to stay here in my current embodiment. For the time being anyway. The fact that I actually had a choice in whether I passed on or not was rather reassuring. Knowing that my spirit really doesn’t die and that I merely change form [since energy cannot be created or destroyed],  just meant that if I had choked to death, I would’ve just entered another phase of my existence.

So I basically said to myself – release and let go, whatever happens will  happen. I was not tied to the result. While I did not want to suffer,  I was not afraid to die.
Weird huh?

Or not.

Keep manifesting 🙂
Tony
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