While not raised in a religious household, in the 90s, I was deeply impacted by an obscure TV ad with morbid imagery & a child's voice reciting a prayer: Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
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Each night, I would repeat this prayer in bed as I was falling asleep. Each night since hearing that prayer, I've prayed/meditated on death, to this day.
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At the end of the prayer, I would leave my full name and address, expanding outward into the cosmos. Number, Street, Neighborhood, City, County, State, Country, Solar System, Galaxy, etc., until I'd fall asleep, usually making it pretty deep into the nether-regions of space.
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Planet as well. I'd exhaust as much detail as was humanly possible, and then some. Just to cover all bases.
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I do the same practice each night while falling asleep, now without the words. The prayer has morphed into a meditation on mortality and the interwoven fabric of totality in which all are equally embedded.
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Amen. 
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