Over the years, I’ve done a lot of psychic interacting, during readings, with people (and animals) who have died. Some had experienced deaths that were long and protracted, some sudden. Some deaths were peaceful, some violent. But always, once death has happened, I see beings in a state of wonder.
Certainly every soul is learning/doing different things after death, but those different things are all informed by wonder — wonder and awe within a state of love.
Why do we fear death?