 Every time I come to this topic, even though a lot of the material you'll read on remembering your death will include visions of hell and sort of imagery that will kind of bring to mind kind of a deathly fear. Despite that, I've always felt strangely consoled by meditating on my death. I have a skull here, not trying to like bring out props or anything, but I have a skull here that I will like look at sometimes just like stare at and now like realize like I'm going to be this one day. Like my ancestors may be able to like dig up my skull and so I'm going to leave my body, hopefully to return to it to the resurrection of the just, but I will leave my body one day and that is what I will become. And for some reason that's very consoling for me because I think that it brings a sense of clarity.