It changed me, in very mild and i would claim beautiful ways. I let go of intellect and just accept the emotion as something that i naturally generate, like the way a tree grows.

Edit; it occured to me that i didn't answer your main question.

I actually dont see a disconnect between normal thought and holy thought.

I imagine i will feel this loneliness and terror and grief and deep sadness at the time of death, and i felt how it might resolve, and it brings a certain joy and a “oh, really? This is actually what it’s about?” And the fear and terror slowly subside into magical relaxation.

So im ok with death, i was ok with death before that, but the “this is all for you” moment sort of cemented it.