03/01/2026
๐ฏ๏ธ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ โ ๐๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ
๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ, ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐๐๐ง๐๐ & ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐
Not all endings are symbolic.
Not all closures are gentle.
Some endings are real.
A life ends.
A future collapses.
A body reaches its limit.
And no amount of spiritual language changes that.
Ancient cultures knew the difference between:
release
completion
and death
Death was not treated as a mindset.
It was treated as an event that demanded presence.
Time was made for it.
Space was created.
Reality was faced โ together.
This month, death was present in my life.
I did not speak about it publicly much...
Not because it wasnโt real, but because what unfolded around it made something painfully clear.
Writing these days โ reflecting on endings, thresholds, and truth โ showed me exactly what was missed.
Death was not met.
Instead, it was covered.
Covered with positivity.
Covered with spiritual language.
Covered with Reiki, light, reassurance, and the constant insistence that everything was fine.
But it wasnโt.
The body was failing.
Fear was present.
Reality was asking to be faced โ and it wasnโt.
Ancient wisdom would call this a grave mistake.
Not because Reiki is wrong.
Not because spirituality is wrong.
But because spiritual practices were never meant to replace truth.
They were meant to support it.
When death arrives, it does not ask to be healed away.
It asks to be witnessed.
The elders knew:
What is bypassed at death does not disappear; it returns as disturbance.
Toxic positivity doesnโt comfort the dying.
It comforts the living who cannot bear what is happening.
Light is not a substitute for presence.
Energy work is not a replacement for honest conversation, medical reality, grief, and preparation.
This is the part we have forgotten.
Death is not improved by denial.
It is dignified by truth.
And here is the part that matters most:
I am not writing this from fragility.
I am writing it from peace.
A peace that only arrived from not pretending that what happened was healthy, conscious, or aligned โ and allowed myself to see it clearly.
Ancient cultures understood this.
Maria Veiga | Knowing Yourself