I know “we come into this life alone and we go out alone” is conventional wisdom for the kinds of practice we do. In some ways it seems obvious, but I saw it in a newsletter last week and said to myself, “That’s not really true!”
I’m beginning to remember help forming my body when I was in the uterus. It’s vague, but it feels right when I say it while saying I was alone feels wrong. I’m pretty sure there were people on the soul side that supported my birth. I’m positive there were people on the physical side from my conception until my birth!
Similarly, with dying. I expect some of the beings I love to be around when my body dies. I hope physical friends will be there. I expect a few of the Sidhe. And there are many other soul allies and members of the team I work with for healings. Some may be limited to the physical, but I think others will be able to go with me into wherever my soul goes next. There will be psychopomps to carry me between and I expect friends and allies to meet me on the other side. I don’t expect to ever be alone.
Sometimes we die alone as far as physical companions go, but soul companions will still be around. It’s time to rethink this notion of being born and dying alone.