As I proceed, there are many comforts that draw me near. I hate to admit it, but some of these comforts are even false comforts. Yet, as the first comfort was in not knowing, a new comfort speaks anew in knowing. It is in knowing that which reaches deep inside, yet birthed from without. It is a rebirth.

I no longer have the fear and doubt.  They are emptied out of me and I feel this rebirth.  As they say, if we are born once, we die twice.  But if we are born twice, we die once ---and live twice.  The second 'twice', whether of death or life, is eternal.