Fear and the sense of decay left me’ (Andrew). I cried out in the dismal cave, “Death, where is your sting! Grave, where is your victory!” I immediately had the sense of being a bodiless awareness. The whole place overpowered me with a sense of decay and skeletal death, darkness, underground, earth, the end. It had two great statues in it, both to do with death. It was hundreds of feet high and as wide. Example: “Suddenly I was in a huge underground cavern. I had the feelings of fear of dying, but I felt no pain’ (Cath). I looked down and saw myself lying face down with arms spread out and I suddenly realised I was dead. The next thing I remember was I was floating up. I tried to jump but missed and I fell and hit the bottom. Example: 4So to get to the bedroom I had to jump across this gap. The differences shown in the two following examples illustrate the avoiding and the meeting. They are certainly not death, only our feelings about it. Coming to terms means the courage to feel the emotions of fear or chill and discover them for what they are-emotions. Images of death and the associated emotions, carried within for years, can have a negative influence on our health. Unless we can come to terms with what is behind the haunting images of death we meet in our dreams, we fail to live fully and daringly, we are too haunted by death lurking in the shadows of injury and the unknown. It is about how our sense of conscious personal existence meets the prospect of its disintegration. It is about our observation of it in others our conceptions of it gained from our culture and our impressions the feelings which generate around our experiences and thoughts our attempts to deal with our own aging and approach to death, plus what material the deeper strata of our unconscious release regarding it. What lies beyond death is conjecture, but the archetype of death we are considering is not completely about physical death. The symbols of death or the fear of death can be: sunset evening a crossed river or falling in a river, a skeleton snarling dogs sleep anaesthetic gravestones cemetery blackness, or something black ace of spades a fallen mirror stopped clock a pulled tooth an empty abyss, the chill wind falling leaves a withering plant an empty house a lightning-struck tree coffin struggling breaths the dead animal in the gutter the rotting carcass, underground the depths of the sea the Void.
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