Priceless question Dear Vidya,
Firstly I am sorry to know about the accident, and I too wish that she might have had a better death. Your love and concern for her will add up to her ease of going higher and finding more peace.
If you ask me, Death is a great Awakner, no matter how material a person is, this is one opportunity when he or she or the surviors question or experience the reality of life. That being said, I feel that the aptest word for death is Yama. Which also means time!
I feel that we are all competing with death all the time. The business of manâs busy-ness is nothing but attempts to defy death, by hoarding more time. The want to amass wealth, build a house or factories, progeny, writing books, in fact, everything is our unconscious attempts to continue living. But searching for eternity in this âMrutyu Lokaâ is like searching for water in a desert. Even the whole ocean like mirage cannot wet a speck of sand!
Sat-Chit-Ananda is the nature of our Atmanâour true self, we donât have to make it eternal (Sat) it is already that and much more!
Deathâa mystery which seems to be so dark and hopeless in fact is a great reliever when we are able to remember is consciously. Iâve mentioned Death as a gold mine in our PLRT practice in our book, (Why Me) But even great scholar have Abhinivesa⌠(Read sri Patanjali Maharishiâs Yoga Sutra for its complete meaning, as it just cannot be a one word.)
My Lakshmiâour beloved cow passed on last week while giving birth to Nandini and for a moment I had lost myself. But observing my mind I noticed that my knowledge and my own death experience that I was lucky to have lived in a regression came to my rescue. You can read about it here.
I had died tragically, my friend of that lifetime who had come to me for a session in this lifetime had also died in a similar storm later. He lost his faith in this lifetime and his body has suffered along with phobias of flying and etc, through a very famous investment advisor he forsook his career as he was unable to fly. But after the session and reliving that experience and resolving the past, he is now able to fly without any issues.
This was to show the impact of tragic experience on the soulâs journey. However, when I had died of drowning, I floated up and in the presence of my compassionate Master, I looked down upon that dead body as if it was a handkerchief had dropped and did not care of pick up. The bliss was immense.
We had chosen to work on my headaches due to Sinusitis. To start off with, she asked me to image a door and âI made one upâ! 
There was a lot of interference from my conscious mind. And it was commenting and creating doubts throughout, but I kept reminding myself to flow on and just acknowledge the comments and say that we can deal with it latter, i.e. âafter the dots get connectedâ.
At the count of one I opened the door and cold water started to gush out of the door, waves of chill ran throughout my body, a lot of discomfort and at the same time, a part of my mind was commenting on the experience and was wondering if it all were true, and this part was in fact shocked at seeing the body react in this way. I seemed to have drowned in that water and moving ahead, I saw the dead body wearing white cloths floating in the midst of the vast sea/ocean. There was the dazzling sun light on the calm ocean and I was floating above and watching it all, immersed in the experience, just enjoying the great release and the freedom. Ai Suzuki was kind enough to allow me to enjoy this experience and gave me sometime, while she was sending her healing to me. She told me that she had seen a lot of water coming out of my left ear, even before I started speaking about this experience and she was healing me with her prayer and energy.
The strange thing about this experience was that I was absolutely at peace, no trace of sadness at having left the body, just enjoying the dazzling play of the morning sun rays on the calm waves of the seaâŚ.
Moving back to my childhood in that lifetime, I saw that I was in the same island that I have always recollected when I think of an island and Ai Suzuki and I latter realised that when ever I would draw something in my childhood, I was trying to draw this island. I had a lovely childhood here, saw myself as a small boy, ugly but plump, not too dark skinned to be somewhere in Africa, nor fair skinned to be somewhere in Europe, may be it was somewhere in Asia⌠I enjoyed my time in the island, I just loved the sea, the sunshine and such. Moving ahead to the next most significant event in that lifetime, I had suddenly become so handsome, lean and such⌠but there seemed to have been a fight with my parents, we couldnât figure out the cause, but they are the same parents, I have in this birth too. While integrating the experience, Ai Suzuki told me that the message she got very strongly for me was âTo believe in yourselfâ, we will discuss latter on why I was shocked to hear this.
In that lifetime, I had married, had more than 3 children and I was a fisherman, who felt very rich, because of the island, the sea and the sunlight. No wonder why I feel that same when ever I am on the sea shore. Nature made me feel so rich and content, the sea provided everything that my family need. I was so peaceful and content, (I remember now that even yesterday I was telling my junior at work on how the happiness index of small islands is the highest when compared to any other countries and he in his naive way said, âyes! because they have no neighbours to trouble themâ)
Just like what difference does a nightmare and a sweet dream have? Both are illusory.