I do like the thought of a 'passing' or 'transition' because we don't know what is really happening beyond the fact that the person who is dying is leaving this reality and moving on to whatever the next stage is - even if it's nothing.
I was able to be with my father when he died and it seemed exactly as if he was passing away from us and into or on to something else. I don't know what...but I know what I saw and it was definitely a passing (away from where and what he'd been).
When I was informed of my mother 's alleged death in the hospital,
in my cousin 's kitchen, I passed out of my body; very abruptly.
I felt like I was liquid (the REAL
me) and got squirted up about a 15 foot distance,
into blackness. I was aware of the scene below, including myself.
If u 'd have been a witness, u 'd have seen a guy marching very formally
around the room shaking hands with my relatives, solemnly thanking them
for their support during the final months of my mother 's earthly life,
but that thing marching and thanking was only a robot, a false front.
The real me was above, fugitive in darkness for a few moments, aware of the scene below.