You have answered your own question, quite neatly, I might add: ... i feel like if i now am “back being unborn” i will be in an unescapeable void of darkness in which i have no notice or thought of.
The reason it is hard to imagine what it means to be unborn or dead is because of the pesky consequences of having a conscious self, a self incongruously sandwiched inbetween the before and after of our lives. As far as we know, we are the only species to have this kind of mind, a mind that insists, hey, we have a self, how could it at one time not be and then be and then once again not be?
All the evidence points that the human brain gives forth the human mind. As this very mind can cause anxiety when perusing its own mortality, this same mind can also understand fully that it, itself, is temporary.
Mindfulness allows the embracing and accepting of what may seem a paradox, a perspective that is also encouraged by society, that humans are so special because of this very consciousness. Yet if a bat or an ant or a lion could talk, I think we would realize that humans are just another 'special’ species, and like all of them, we are mortal. We just have the hubris to think otherwise.
This hubris often gets in the way of being at peace with reality while being alive. Religion, though it bandages this festering wound of non-acceptance, fails. Gracefully acknowledging your temporary nature which is shared by every single other living thing is the solution. In addition, because of genetic duplication, others’ memories of us, and the elemental material of our former selves, bits of us do remain.
Posted: April 25th 2014
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