Since this blog is a record of a process, I thought I would mention this too: For a few months this spring, just about every dream I remembered had people dying in them. Over the course of these dreams, it seems that everyone who has ever been close to me died at least once, including myself (!), and a large number of people I didn’t know died too. Usually one or a few in each dream.
It was a slow, steady and comprehensive trickle of death, and may mirror a die-off in terms of habitual identifications. (It may be a part of the kenosis process – a wearing off of identifications – which seems to have been happening for a while now.)