Death and dying may be a scary thought to you but,
like it or not, Old Man Time has his eye on you.
Once you recognize how precious and how short life
really is, you are most likely to make it more
meaningful, and live your life to the fullest.
Usually, this realization only comes with
maturity. When I was 17 years old, I can remember
my Dad told me this, “Son, life is short. Make
sure you enjoy every moment of it.” At that young
age, I really didn’t get what he was telling me,
but it stuck in my mind all these years. “Life is
short. Make sure you enjoy every minute of it.” I
knew it was important, as Dad didn’t give advice
like that unless he thought it was of great
significance.
The way in which we live our lives and our state
of mind at death directly influence our future
lives. It is said that the aim of a spiritual
practitioner is to have no fear or regrets at the
time of death. Those of us who practice to the
best of our abilities hopefully will die in a
state of great bliss. I was fortunate to be with
my mother when she passed away. She told all of us
it was her last day just hours before she died.
Although she was 95 years young, her brain
functioned as if she was in her thirties. That’s a
real blessing. She wasn’t sick, and she was very
much awake and aware of what was going on. Mom
called her friends and family and talked for
around an hour to say her goodbyes. Then, she told
my children and grandchildren, “Do you know what I
am doing? I am dying. It’s part of life; you are
born, you live, and then, you die.” She passed a
few hours after that with a smile on her face. I
have read of yogis, gurus, and lama’s dying
consciously, but I never experienced it first hand
and would never dream that my mother would leave
in such an awake and elegant manner.
The only thing that can help us at the time of
death is our mental and spiritual development. I
guess Mom was more developed than I knew. My
youngest son, Damion, asked his grandmother,
“Grandma, what do you need of me?” She told him to
plant a tree in her name and call it “Betty Boop”
after her. My Mom’s name is Elizabeth, but she was
liked to be called Betty. Damion called today and
told me that the tree in front of San Xavier
Church, the one founded in 1692, may be the place
where the first Betty Boop tree is going to be
planted. It’s the oldest intact European structure
in Arizona. It seems like the old tree in the
courtyard of the current church has died, and my
son offered to plant the Betty Boop tree there.
The planting of the tree and the energetic energy
of Betty Boop will be a blessing for the church.
Do you want to learn more about the energetic
energy and how to use it? If you do, join me in
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I wish you the best in your Health, Wealth, and
Happiness.
Dr. Wu Dhi
