Spiritual Prayers
for the Dying

See this Day,
from the time you arose this morning
until you sleep this evening,
as one Ceremony,
divided into small and familiar rituals.

Your Heart as the Altar.
You, part of the Cycles of Light and Darkness.

Now begin to see your Life,
from the moment of your Conception
until the time of your Death
as one long, continuous Ceremony,
filled with many rituals,
some familiar, some unknown and challenging.

Your Home and all Your Relations as the Altar.
You, part of many Seasons and Cycles.

Now see this Ceremony of your Life
as part of a much larger Ceremony that extends
Seven Generations into the Past
and Seven into the Future,
made up of many Births and Deaths.

This beautiful spinning Earth as the Altar.
You, part of the great Ebb and Flow.

Now, if You will, imagine this larger Ceremony
to be but one part of a Ceremony so grand,
so magnificent as to be hardly comprehensible,
a great, vast Ceremonial Circle,
rich and vibrant
with millions upon millions
of swirling Circles of Dancing Light.

You, one of those Dancing Circles,
a Dancer on the Altar that is the Universe,
where Time is Eternal.

May You Dance In Beauty.

- Circle Wisdom -
- Sedonia Cahill -

http://bt-family.org/profiles/sansalone/wm_sansalone.htm

There is no such thing as death.
It is a transitioning energy.
The most enduring and profound thing
on the planet can never be destroyed.
It is love.
Yet you feel somehow that it is gone.
But it is not, for that loved one
who is gone is still here.
All they have done is
to move between the veil and you.

The dreams that you are having
about them are real;
the messages that you’ve received
are real,
and these loved ones are
here in spirit this night.
They sit next to you and
they cry out to you and they say:

“Do not go into sorrow
for I am here
for the rest of your life.”

- Kryon -
- As channeled through Lee Carroll -
- www.kryon.com -

In caring for your body
Through the final days
Of your earthly journey
This time around

I am being invited to gently
Fall into loving joyfulness
So sweet and yet so mundane
In the presence of your dying


In softly caressing
Your wizened face
More and more turning
Into just skin and skull

I am seeing luminous beauty
Radiating out way beyond
Your facial features
Surrendering into death


In anointing your whole body
Tenderly with aromatic oils
Caressing this human form
Ravaged by aging and time

I am sensing your beingness
Illuminating all the spaces
Between skin and bones and
Filling them with pure pleasure


In having a candle lit
All through the night
Of your slow passing
Into death’s realm

I am being sanctified
With your light waves
Enshrouding all of me
In glistening aliveness


In offering my voice
Singing lullabies and chants
To your wandering mind
Slowly moving on and out

I am being gently bathed in
Delightful vibrations passing
Through your dying form
Into the core of my beingness


In bringing aromatic essences
Into your chamber of death
In all their pungent, sweetening
And deeply soothing qualities

I am wrapping death’s stinger
Like feathery wings around me
Soaring high and surprisingly alive
On the intimacy of death and dying


In loving you and celebrating
Your letting go into death’s arms
I am graced with being birthed
Breathtakingly into more living

- For Bessie and Paul -
- Ulla Mentzel, M.A. -

From the point of Light within the Mind of God
Let light stream forth into the minds of men.
Let Light descend on Earth.

From the point of Love within the Heart of God
Let love stream forth into the hearts of men.
May [*] return to Earth.

From the center where the Will of God is known
Let purpose guide the little wills of men --
The purpose which the Masters know and serve.

From the center which we call the race of men
Let the Plan of Love and Light work out.
And may it seal the door where evil dwells.

Let Light and Love and Power
restore the Plan on Earth.


[*] In Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, Jewish, Muslim, and Spiritual translations of the Great Invocation, the name of the Coming One is spoken as Christ, Lord Maitreya, Krishna, the Messiah, the Imam Mahdi, and We.

http://www.greatdreams.com/invctn.htm

Nothing is happening,
nothing ever has happened
or ever will happen.

My present sense of self,
the voyager,
is in reality the void itself,
having no qualities or characteristics.

I remember myself as the voyager,
whose deepest nature
is the Clear Light itself;
I am one;
there is no other.

I am the voidness of the void,
the eternal unborn,
the uncreated,
neither real nor unreal.

All that I have been conscious of
is my own play of consciousness,
a dance of light,
the swirling patterns of light
in infinite extension,
endless endlessness,
the Absolute beyond change,
existence,
reality.

I, the voyager,
am inseparable
from the Clear Light;
I cannot be born,
die, exist, or change.

I know now
that this is
my true nature.

- Clear Light Prayer -
- E.J. Gold: American Book of the Dead -

http://www.theclearlight.com/

- Abraham -
- As Channeled Through Ester Hicks -
- From a workshop in Buffalo, NY 25SEP2001 -

http://investideas.net/forum/viewtopic.php?f=67&t=189&start=150

"What of death?" asks fearful mind.
"Death is the end, there is no more."

But, dear mind, from the center of Now,
all things are ever-present.
The drama of life
allows for the experience
of birth and death,
but the curtain of illusion falls readily
and the actors leave the stage and continue on.

If this be not so,
then what of the miracle of spring?

- Emmanuel -
- As Channeled Through Pat Rodegast -

www.emmanuelandfriends.org/channeling.html

Look to the Light
when you find yourself in darkness.
Look to your 'remembering'
when the shadows of forgetting fall upon you.

There IS another reality
far more benign and
of far greater capacity
to create kindness and mercy
than your minds can as yet allow.

Be patient. Be at Peace. We are with you.

- Emmanuel -
- As Channeled Through Pat Rodegast -

www.emmanuelandfriends.org/channeling.html