All the time, as many times as possible, the universe wants you to die. Over and over and over again.
The universe is what I like to call that thing that no one can really accurately name. It’s ‘up there somewhere’ in the cosmos perhaps, or maybe deep inside of each and every one of us. Maybe even both. Neither? Who knows. We probably never will. It’s that ethereal entity, that eternal energy, that guiding, influential force that exerts itself on everything, on everyone. You know the one. Call it god or luck or karma. It has a million names and no matter what you call it, it wants you to die.
Yes, that’s right. The universe would like very much for you to die. It wants everything to die. The universe wants death to happen frequently.
I don’t think ‘god’ or nature or any of those grand things are cruel. No, the universe doesn’t want death simply for death’s sake.
Really, the universe wants endings. It wants things to reach their end when it’s time.
We often speak of death as the worst possible outcome, as something to be delayed and avoided at any and all costs, as some kind of ultimate loss of dignity or humanity or something.
I think the universe sees death differently, and it would probably like you to see death differently, too. The universe wants you to let go, detach from your ideas, allow things reach their end. When we don’t allow for death and endings, we interrupt the circle of life. Indeed, life and death exist together on this circle. You can’t have one without the other.
Everything is cyclical. That’s just how the universe works. On so many levels of existence, cycles are what keep things going.
Imagine if our cycles stopped? Imagine if the world stopped turning, the sun never rose, the tides never moved. Imagine if you never went to sleep again, or never woke up again. Imagine if the trees never browned or never grew new leaves again. Imagine if the skin on your body never renewed itself, or your hair stopped growing, or you never again felt hunger or fullness, excitement or satisfaction. These cycles are what life is made of. And yes, death is part of the cycle.
The universe wants you to die, and someday you will. That is just part of the cycle. You are just part of the cycle. We are all in this cycle together, and the more we respect that I think the better off we’ll be.
Ends are necessary for beginnings. When we refuse an end, we refuse a beginning. When we reject our part in the cycle, when we try to halt it or go backwards, we disrupt it.
The universe does not think, act or move in straight lines, I believe it prefers circles.
The end and the beginning are the same point on every circle.
So, the universe wants you to die when your time comes, and in the meantime, it would like you to learn how to die a little bit each day in smaller ways. It would like you to start drawing the circle and then finish drawing the circle. It would like your help keeping the cycles going and, in turn, keep you and me and all of us, alive and well to keep going, too.