I love the saying 'Neither Use nor Ornament' and I think it should be on my tombstone.
death
Death Doula
Now I am in my sixties and guess what? I have no interest in birthing anymore. Not surprisingly I have become more interested in death. Who would think it!
Putting Isaac to Sleep
Dreams and spirits, maybe there is a heaven, let there be a heaven where you can move freely, hunt and leap.
The Cardinal Visits
On souls and the male cardinal that keeps throwing himself at my study window.
‘Flu
Looking back as a an older parent, I see that it was a gift for all of us. For me to have an illness that could be cured by love and hot drinks.
Lost scarf with gold thread
I had a beautiful scarf that I bought myself when I was out shopping with my precious first daughter. It was a warm gold and orange and turquoise, vibrant and fiery and calming all at once. I was wearing it on the day that I looked into my car's rear view mirror and saw my … Continue reading Lost scarf with gold thread
Bummer, Blues and Visions of a Radiated Sea
I had some good thoughts yesterday but I have forgotten them now. I am thinking in colours and textures. Did I have an insight about death? No, nothing there, just a flash of darkness that passes through me. But not an actual thought. We are approaching the first year since my Mom died and I have … Continue reading Bummer, Blues and Visions of a Radiated Sea
Mama – Last Word
I made one more trip to see mom before she died. I went straight down to see her and was dismayed to see how lifeless she was. She had not been sitting up for a few days, and she had stopped eating. I knew that, and I knew what was happening, and I knew why … Continue reading Mama – Last Word
My Dad Died
My Dad died. A universal experience and yet the pain is so personal. We all come to a stage in childhood when we realize that we are going to have to live without our parents and it comes as a terrible revelation. Then as an adult we bury our fear of death and pretend that … Continue reading My Dad Died