Ethereal Serenity.

“Believe, and it’s as simple as that.” - Wayne Dyer

The hospice is where I first encountered the divine and was humbled by His presence. He didn’t come through as an apparition of a man — nor as any physical being — but presented Himself through the eyes of my patients. Living through their experience, I felt an eternal protection of never-ending peace. 

For me, a hospice is hallowed ground; a thin veil between living and dying. It’s a sacred space and one where love and loss have a seraphic coexistence. A display of grief for some, but a small segue into heaven for most. In essence, a hospice is a meeting place between a person and eternal love. 

There’s something sacred about a person’s attitude when their life is ending. In these tender moments, they develop a heightened intuition. They know, instinctively, when they’re ready to say goodbye. I view this as a divine decision: a peaceful knowingness that this is their time to leave on their own accord and lovingly embrace the spiritual world.

I’ve never seen someone in a state of inconsolable anxiety when they’re dying. It’s more like an inexpressible peace that tends their spirit. They become physically unshakable. In the midst of their loved ones who are struggling to accept their fate, they remain calm and unphased. These awe-inspiring patients know that never-ending love is going to embrace them on the other side. It’s almost as if they’ve received a personal message from another realm whispering, “I’m waiting to carry you over.” 

These moments of ethereal serenity, ones that are indescribable, are where the divine makes His presence known. It’s through surrendering to death and the relief that follows. It’s the, “I’m ready to let go” that comes out of someone who has been silenced by sickness. Above everything else, it’s the nature of their hearts telling them that love will always hold their hand. 

Drawing on my experience working in hospice, I implore others to open their eyes to this concept. In doing so, may they come to understand that the divine is more present than they could ever think. To know the divine is to witness a wave of tranquility in the eyes of the dying; something that many perceive as fearful suddenly transforms into love. And in good time, we will all experience this passage into grace.