The moment you know your real being, you are afraid of nothing. Death gives freedom and power. To be free in the world, you must die to the world. Then the universe is your own, it becomes your body, an expression and a tool. The happiness of being absolutely free is beyond description.
Even for a moment do not think that you are the body. Give yourself no name, no shape. In the darkness and the silence reality is found.
Just as every drop of the ocean carries the taste of the ocean, so does every moment carry the taste of eternity.
When effort is needed, effort will appear. When effortlessness becomes essential, it will assert itself. You need not push life about. Just flow with it and give yourself completely to the task of the present moment.
The essence of saintliness is total acceptance of the present moment, harmony with things as they happen.
When you believe yourself to be a person, you see persons everywhere. In reality there are no persons, only threads of memories and habits. At the moment of realisation the person ceases.
For me the moment of death will be a moment of jubilation, not of fear. I cried when I was born and I shall die laughing.