Vadere

 

For my death I would like to be lying in a bed in a room that had many vases of roses in it, with sandalwood incense burning.   Sacred music would be playing as well as loved one reading from a sacred book.

In the living reality please cremate my remains.

I would shift into a place where I realized I  had completed the bodhisattva vows.  The world would become transparent and only love would remain.  I would become all the people I love and most of all I would become the beloved’s soul.  The love that I turn into would unfold for each when needed in their lifetime.

I hope to dissipate into the absolute instead of another lifetime.