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Your Body Is Like a Cloak

Your Body Is Like a Cloak

The monsoon rains swept down from the mountain overnight. Ramana could hear it in his sleep like warm dull thunder on the roof, or the knocking of the gods. It was loud enough to make him restless but not to wake him up completely. He had dim thoughts of closing the window by his bed. He remembered the small hole in the roof that needed a bucket underneath to catch the drip. Yet for some reason he couldn’t feel rain splashing from the windowsill and heard no dripping sound.

Strange, he thought drowsily. The thunder continued, hour after hour. Too many hours. Ramana opened his eyes, flicking his gaze to the windowsill and the place under the hole in the roof. Both were dry. Where was the water? Why was it still thundering?

Then he knew. It was the gods knocking. Death had come like the monsoons, the season of the year Ramana loved the best. He wasn’t surprised that he could still feel his body or that the room was intact. His old master, who had died sixty years ago, told him how things would be.

Sixty years? Could that be right? Suddenly Ramana couldn’t remember how old he was himself. Seventy-five, eighty? This confusion triggered a change. His body began to feel lighter, as if age were slipping away. He was rising, the whole room was rising, in fact, and the dull thunder began to fade.

Ramana wondered if he was about to disappear, but the world saved him the trouble by disappearing first. He had never much believed in the world, so this didn’t surprise him. For one last moment he was still in bed, looking out the window at a sky that turned from blue to a soft white, and then there was only whiteness and no room. He looked down, and his body was gone too. It had slipped away so easily that he was reminded of something his master had told him:

“The body is like a cloak. For the enlightened, dying is like letting the cloak fall to the floor. For the unenlightened, it is like ripping off a cloak that is sewn on.”

Adapted from Life After Death: The Burden of Proof, by Deepak Chopra (Harmony Books, 2006).

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Deepak Chopra

Acknowledged as one of the world's greatest leaders in the field of mind body medicine, Deepak Chopra, M.D. continues to transform our understanding of the meaning of health. Chopra is known as a prolific author of over 49 books with 12 best sellers on mind-body health, quantum mechanics, spirituality, and peace. A global force in the field of human empowerment, Dr. Chopra's books have been published in more than 35 languages with more than 20 million copies in print.


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10:40AM PST on Feb 9, 2013

Marvelous. Glad I found this article.

10:15AM PST on Dec 1, 2012

Thank your for sharing.

4:19AM PDT on Jun 2, 2012


1:31AM PDT on Jun 2, 2012

No. We can't leave it in the cloakroom.

1:00PM PDT on Nov 1, 2011

I think it makes really good sense to present some of these articles in story form - somehow the translation to fiction makes it much more earthed, and easy to take on board.

4:29PM PDT on Jul 22, 2011


8:44PM PDT on Jun 22, 2010

very beautifully put. really makes you contemplate over this piece to fully grasp what he's saying. love the use of the metaphor, really invokes some visualization regarding such a spiritual matter :)

11:34AM PDT on Jun 22, 2010

Wonderful! Thank you

8:39PM PDT on Jun 19, 2010

Excellent, that's just the way I would like it to be, a cloak dropping to the ground.

5:49PM PDT on Jun 19, 2010

Leaving your body, I've always heard, feels great! I think of it as slipping off a pair of shoes that don't fit right.

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