Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of Death.

And he said:

You would know the secret of death.

But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?

The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.

If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;

And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek the sky unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

  • Pearl

Hello Emily,

I woke up today feeling helpless and I created enough presence to turn on your recording. I wanted to share with you my experience. 

My first trigger was losing my name. I never thought I was so attached to it. It really hurt. 

Here are my last words: 

I am grateful for all of it 

the beauty and the pain that makes it so 

my mother is a star 

my father is a rock 

I tried to tell the truth my truth as i saw it from a place of love 

I am most grateful for the love I have found for myself which really lives all around me - it lends itself to the sun 

I've only ever wanted others to know this love ; this safety net that we can go to whenever we need to feel whole 

Love P 

During the death I felt a movement - a wave like over my eyes - I saw purple 

I loved feeling that nothingness- a ray of freedom swung over me. Now I get steady waves... makes total sense. 

Waking up was hard. I wanted to stay there longer. It took me awhile to build up the courage to do this by myself. But I am so blessed to be in this space now; because it isn't a fear now to give this to others... I know it will take time to get it right but when you believe in something so much - the idea of failure or fear is like a joke. There really is no choice. And a part of me wants to cry that it has taken me this long to find that thing.... but I am grateful to be here. 

Thank you for being a huge part of my journey. Xo 

  • Pearl

Surrender with your palms

every soul is a thread that floats through everything

where I live now I can find the rhythm to lift my hand

place it on this word

death should not be something I want

but something that never leaves the openness

between trees this everything falls apart every veil around you sinks light

all this is to keep from sliding into darkness

the last ones are with us rows of bodies and their wings

someone searches for the one the last one to remember this

asks to show us the golden how it went before

we know and we don’t know

I imagine the always

we hummed waited no one came to visit

what are we without longing

a pyramid of loss black sienna and room

gods begin in a sleep swing behind an ocean

have you ever been the spirit of all that hurts

have you endured more than all the feelings we can name

I am blown open like I’m something that it loves

returning to the sky gates of our dreams

I will be the mirror moving the ether

the flower

the ear warm

the wild

I will be here to human your coffin