Much to my surprise, the patient I had expected to die is still lingering on. The nurses’ aid told me she should have left a week ago and she has no idea why she is lingering on, between God and her.

I sat with her. Again, I felt deeply moved to tears which is a most strange phenomenon for me. Second time I sat with her and second time that happened to me. I have never felt moved that way, sitting with the dying. Not to tears yet it was not personal.

I moved faster from it and stayed in meditation with her.

She kept mumbling something, I strained to hear her but could not make out what she was saying. She slowly drifted into coma state.

I looked at her and meditated and felt a strong need to just close my eyes and experience that moment. I felt moved to a nice space. All clear, light and bright. I stayed in that spaced until the doctor came in to check on her and it was time for me to leave.

I continued staying in that space till I got home. I sate and stayed in it little bit more.

I do not understand most of it but there is no need to. I simply accept it.