Words and concepts split life into separate segments that have no reality in themselves.
We could even say that the notion “my life” is the original delusion of separateness, the source of ego.
If I and life are two, if I am separate from life, then I am separate from all things, all beings, all people.
But how could I be separate from life? What “I” could there be apart from life, apart from Being? It is utterly impossible.
So there is no such thing as “my life,” and I don’t have a life.
I am life. I and life are one. It cannot be otherwise.
So how could I lose my life? How can I lose something that I don’t have in the first place?
How can I lose something that I Am? It is impossible.