It becomes harder and harder to breathe. The air seems to be escaping
from our throat. We begin to rasp and pant. Our inbreathe become
short and labored and our outbreathes become longer. Our eyes
roll upward and we are totally immobile. Everything becomes a
blur. Our last feeling of contact with our physical environment
is slipping. Kalu Rinpoche writes: "...for the dying individual
the feeling is of a great wind sweeping away the whole world,
an incredible maelstrom of wind, consuming the entire universe.
So the secret sign is described as a vision of a flaming torch
or lamp, with a red glow.
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From Tibetan Book of Living & Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche