Life
According to some of the euphemisms we use to express our cultural taboo about being too accepting of death: my Uncle Dom this week passed on, checked out, went to a better place. From a Zen perspective, his life continues in new ways. How we understand death has everything to do with how we understand life. Every day our life as we know it continues in new ways, and much of what we call “our life” isn’t ours anyway, and it doesn’t require what we call “death” to notice or understand that.
