Find Peace by Letting Go

 I want to talk with you today about how to die peacefully.

That’s one of the deepest purposes of my work. As a Death Coach I companion people—both the dying and those who love them—through the final transition of life. My hope is always that death might come with peace. Not fear. Not chaos. But stillness. Grace. Ease.

And I’ve come to believe this:
Peace comes when we learn to let go.

Now, that might sound strange—especially in a culture that teaches us to fight. We fight illness. We fight aging. We fight for every last breath. And in many ways, that fight is understandable. After all, life is precious. And letting go of it? That’s no small thing.

But here’s the truth:
The people I’ve seen die the most peacefully are the ones who stop fighting.

They let go.

Not because they’ve given up.
Not because they’re weak.
But because they’ve made peace with what is.

Here’s the hard reality—
You can resist death with everything you’ve got. You can rage against it. You can throw every ounce of strength into staying.

But eventually…
Death wins.

And not because death is cruel. Not because it’s out to get you. But because death is part of the rhythm of life. Just like birth comes for all of us, so does death.

And you don’t get to opt out.

So the sacred invitation—Is to stop fighting. And start letting go.

Let go of your spouse.
Let go of your children.
Let go of your work. Your roles. Your titles.
Let go of your dreams—those still unfolding, and those you had to leave behind.

Let go of your body.
Yes, even this body you’ve lived in and loved in and maybe struggled in.
The aches and the joys. The beauty and the betrayal. All of it.

Let go of the need to fix what can’t be fixed anymore.
Let go of trying to hold everything together.

Because in that surrender, something remarkable can happen.

Peace.

It’s not the peace of having it all figured out. It’s the peace of release. Of breathing out.
Of knowing you’ve done what you could.

And in that space of letting go, you can finally forgive yourself—
For the things you said, the things you didn’t do, the moments you wish you could take back.

You bless your own life. Just as it was. Not perfect. But real. And beautiful.

And then… you turn.

You face what comes next.

Now, I’ll be honest—I don’t know exactly what that is. But I believe it’s something holy.
And I believe you don’t face it alone.

So if you are dying—
Or if you’re loving someone who is—
Remember this:

Peace doesn’t come from holding on.
It comes from letting go.

Letting go isn’t failure. It’s faith.

It’s trust in the mystery. It’s leaning into love. It’s releasing your grip so you can fall into the arms of whatever comes next.

Thanks for walking this path with me.

I’ll see you on the road.