Death is part of life. Allowing the body to know, deep within it the preciousness of each moment, the deep desire of being, to be present and experience the fullness of this ever-changing physical possibility. The moment we drop the body suit becoming spirit, moving toward the next adventure, (which some believe to be astral, causal), continues to teach, remind, reveal to us, this too shall alter away. So, it is in respecting death as the ultimate teacher, holding it as a high truth, to feel ourselves back as tangible, transcendent, immutable and yet transient, we become realized, (real eyesed). Death is the mirror, through which veil, we view the very likeness of our souls, our true life on this plane of existence as spirit beyond this realm into the next and the magic that lies therein.