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Spirituality and Witchcraft: In the Matter of Death

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Human race, as a society, is not collectively accustomed to talk about death. We rarely mention it and we avoid talking about our dearest ones who have died. Death is something lingering far beyond, on the horizon of our lives, inevitable, yet far away.
Some of us perceive death more than others, some are capable of communicating with it, and yet some are barely aware of it, until the very end. Death is the deepest secret, a well of our existence. We reflect our faces in the bottom of it, in dark mouldy water, but we are not capable of diving into it without dying.
Many cultures avoid dealing with duality of the universe and our existence, underlying solemnly the light without being aware that without dark, there would not be any light and that without death, surely there would not be life. Traditional witchcraft recognises the duality of the universe and goes even further, explaining the mirror effect that the reality we live in has, as one of the most universal characteristics: As above so below.
A few days ago, I read an extraordinary article about the similarities between the universe and the human brain exposed in an article written by Franco Vazza, an astrophysicist, and Alberto Feletti, a neuroscientist. The article can be read here:


In the article named Harmonizing the Cosmos and Consciousness: Profound Parallels Between the Universe and Human Brain they say: “The echoes of complexity, structure, and information processing observed in supergalactic clusters mirror those in the human brain. This connection hints at the idea that “form recapitulates function. In essence, the level of complexity and information processing found within our brains may manifest at both the grandest and most minuscule scales of the universe.
As above so below, the human brain is reflected in the universe’s brain and viceversa, the universe’s brain is reflected in our brain. Could we go even further, by opening out third eye, and saying that we might be a product of a thought of something much bigger than the universe itself? Could we go deeper into our reflection, into the well, by saying that the dead ones we sometimes perceive only exist in another kind of thought of this universal universe´s brain? Therefore, there is no life nor death? Could it be that different realities that some physics talk about are various thoughts that reflect our existence and coincide at the same time among us?
In the article, the conclusion leads us to another profound idea: the idea of panpsychism. In other words, they are trying to develop a hypothesis that "... elements of consciousness are embedded at every level, within every subsystem, and throughout the cosmos. In its grand orchestration, the universe harmoniously interweaves the tapestry of existence, encompassing stardust, galaxies, and neurons in a cosmic dance of profound significance."
Let us go back to the subject of death, here, on Earth. When we ask people around us, if they are aware of death, they would certainly accept the fact that death is inevitable and that we all will at some point die. Nevertheless, I am quite sure that they would have lived completely differently if they were completely aware of the near ending. They would not spend so much time being angry, reckless with their children and their families, reckless with themselves. They would not hate so much and lose time gossiping, judging other people’s decisions. Had they really been aware of death, they would have spent more time planting seeds, doing gardening, cooking with their families, living small and fulfilled lives, observing the trees. People would be more content with a small and common life if they were more aware of the shortness of the existence.
At this point, we have to agree that we also die young. We lose our lives in stupidest possible ways; driving a car to our work, crossing a street after buying a cup of coffee or walking out of a cinema with popcorns in our hand and a brick falls on our head. We die and we die a lot. We all die somehow.
I suppose that an awakening point on our spiritual path is different for each of us and it is never easy. When we lose someone in a car accident, there is no time to reflect on this matter, the person in swept away by the absurd of existence and we are left in rage, unaware once again of the process of life and death. Nevertheless, when we sit and observe a dying person, the decay of the body and flesh, the will and the wish to survive and live all we can, when we witness the battle of life and death during months and years, the horror of being helpless, of adoring the rain, of being capable of walking and getting out of the bed, it is only then that we understand how life is incredibly short.  It is only then that the idea of planting a flower and forgetting about our project at work is really the only option to fulfil our life. Nature is a way to fulfilment, smallness is the way of living fully, breathing, creating.
There is something crude and raw in seeing someone dying, in carrying their ashes into the forest and scattering the ashes into the air, like the person had never existed and never lived and never loved. It is tremendously terrifying. We need to be aware, mention it and accept it in our souls. That is how we can start living and breathing in the present, that is how we have a breakthrough and really start perceiving magic, nature and feelings. We need to understand we are simply a reflection of the universe, a thought. We exist as a thought. The very power comes back to us from the thought. 
Everything is possible once we realise it. That is when the magic starts.

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