I dreamed about death last night

I dreamed that I was about to go through saint Peter's gate... & I was afraid. Someone tried to bail me out but they failed & They dragged me in.
I remember feeling weightless & I remember that everything where white & cloudy & then I heared the voice that told me I was blessed, that i was forgiven & that I shall go back & live a blessed life... Then I came back: There was chaos & everywhere was messy & in dream I felt the life was a jumble-mumble I didn't understand. & then I saw myself... walking an inch off the ground passing the mess by with extar-lightness.
What does that mean? Would death be this beautiful thing I saw in the dream?