I have to admit after this death experience I have changed. There was much leading up to this. I cried. I hurt. I faced my emotions in a way that you just can't without the use of psychedelics. I have seen everything that I am doing wrong in my thinking. My thoughts are out of control and need to be pointed in a new direction.

I am choosing a new path. Choosing to become a new person. Changing completely and fundamentally. I cling to some identification of myself. I cling to this and that and think this here... this makes me who I am. The way I dress, the way I style my hair. I identify with my job. My relationships. My past. My life that I created. I say this is it. This is me. It is all false. It is all exactly not me. For me, I feel like identification is just a form of comparison.

I needed to experience death in such a profound way enable to see this truth. I see something new. New thoughts will lead to a new life. The death of the old. No need to mourn as that is the process. That is the process of life in general. It is the process of our thoughts. It is the process of the universe. Ever changing. No identification or comparison from one moment to the next.

In my opinion there's only one way to integrate fear, face it!

We avoid death a lot of the time but taking time to be silent and face it can be great, of course it can be very difficult as we spend so much time avoiding it but in my experience it is worth it, ironically facing the inevitability of your physical passing can allow you to live a more enriched life, i find this is partly due to it bringing a deeper appreciation of the time you do have left in this body, if death is truly faced the sacredness of every moment can become apparent.

At times on entheogens you can have to face the fear of death head on with little option, whereas in our daily lives we can continue to find a multitude of ways to distract ourselves from the inevitable, or we can stop and take the time to consciously face it...

I once heard that part of the Buddhas initiation for new aspirants was to have them sit watching burning corpses for days on end, i find that in this kind of contemplation it's like eventually something clicks and you no longer separate your own body from the skeleton/corpse you are observing, this can elicit an awakening to the deeper spiritual nature of awareness.

This type of meditation certainly does elicit an incredibly deep awakening.

Thirty years ago I had the privilege of spending several months with an elite, secret sect of Buddhist monks in Sri Lanka.

At one point in my "training", they had me sit in meditation, in a small hut, on massive doses of Owsley's LSD, with a pile of human skeletons laying in the corner of the hut & I was supposed to meditate on those bones....and I did that for 3 days straight (I could barely walk afterwards).

This training worked its magic.

At one point, I was dead. I was not me, I didn't even know what "I" or "me" was & didn't care. I was nothing & everything at the same time, except there was no time; all was infinite. Wherever "I" had gone, what was left was infinite.

I cannot begin to relate in words just how peaceful those moments were.

After that, I was no longer afraid of death.

Peace.

See my post above for an experience report you are asking for.