Tag Archives: death

Death Doulas for a Country

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I’m puzzled. Why are people surprised by the insane inane things the utterly dysfunctional administration is doing? We seem to be caught in a spiral of disbelief and unable to fight our way out of it without being pulled back in by the next bit of insanity. Maybe that is the reason: we are attempting …

Today I Grieve

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Today I am grieving. Deeply. Painfully. Messily. Preciously. Not for the beloveds I’ve lost but for this world imploding about me. Maybe it’s nothing to grieve. Perhaps it was never worth the love I gave it. Maybe this country has always been the monster in the closet that everyone cowered from while smiling and pretending …

Life’s Little Secret

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I can pretty much guarantee that few will be interested in this little secret, because it is the rather large lie, the frustrating fallacy, the charlatan concept that is ardently guarded by riveting, nearly unconscious resistance. I used to encounter that same thing when I’d write about death. That little idea doesn’t seem to be …

This Dark Beauty

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The idea of death is for the living. Death has no meaning for the one no longer in form. Death is felt by the ones left behind, or it is glossed over with polite triteness, watchful escapism: It’s okay, she’s gone to a better place, he is flying with the angels, they’ve gone home to …

Don’t Forget to Celebrate

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Have you noticed? Whenever someone dies, someone important to the freedom days of our youth, someone who meant something to us along the pathway of our grand unfolding, someone whose life was simply tangled up with our own, we mourn. It doesn’t seem to matter if that person was enduing immense pain, taken out in …

The Promise

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When Kenny was ill, we had a joke. He used to say, “Where would I go? There’s only here. There’s only now.” I’d look at him, and his precocious grin, and smile back.

Intensity

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I used to call life in a 3D body density. Now I know it to be Intensity. Want to be fully here? Want to live as Christ? Feel the Intensity, the Whole of You. Feel the Creative Life Force intensified into the pinpoint of life that is your unique expression of This. Until we feel …

Immersion in God

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How many ways are there to prevent absolute, ultimate immersion into God? Oh my God—evidently there are infinite, immeasurable, unfathomable ways. Sometimes I really wish these human forms came with an owner’s manual, realizing, of course, that the Owner is God. My most recent discovery—death is a deceitful distraction. It makes you believe in it …

Life, Death and Healing

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I have been examining life and death, and what it means to heal today. A couple of days ago I went to the doctor and his lack of certainty was enough to make me wonder. As I sat in meditation last night I was shown that this health event is an exit point. I was …

This Elusive Thing Called Love

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January 9th, 2013 For several days I have been struggling with an energy that I couldn’t quite grasp. It felt like it was asking me to meet my death again. As I sat in meditation I thought of Saffy and Freckles, and the chickens. Robert was not upstairs in the carriage house. He was on …