I've been pondering a topic that's universally relevant yet rarely discussed - death and the anxieties it evokes. As I delve deeper into understanding it, I feel compelled to share my thoughts and invite your perspectives.
Some of you might know of my deep-seated fear of death. I've grappled with it for a while, seeking ways to lessen its hold on me. This fear transcends the physical aspects of dying, like illness. It's a more profound existential concern.
For a while now, I've been contemplating two main approaches to comprehending death: through a religious lens and a secular one. As a Muslim, I've dedicated significant effort to understanding the purpose of life and death within the Islamic framework, and I find comfort and coherence in its teachings.
However, I've also explored death from a purely secular perspective, but haven't yet unearthed anything particularly groundbreaking.
This has led me to wonder if my fear stems from a fear of missing out (FOMO) – the idea that the universe will continue to thrive long after I'm gone, and I won't be a part of it. To address this, I considered the possibility that as I age, and perhaps life's novelty wanes (though thankfully, that hasn't been the case so far!), my attachment to this FOMO might lessen. Perhaps, it could eventually lead to indifference towards death, or even a preference for it as life loses its luster.
Is this just a theoretical notion, or could it hold practical truth? The image I've attached (an old woman, presumably content) gives me a glimmer of hope that such acceptance might be attainable.
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