The part of you that fears death is not alive. It obeys a mechanical law of self-preservation.
The dead: mechanical habits, mindless repetition, heartless attempts to control, reflexes and automatic responses of all kinds.
Only the living will live, while the dead will never live because it was never alive.
Every moment take a moment to be aware: what in me right now is alive and what is dead?
That awareness itself is the green shoot, pushing through the dirt, for no reason at all.