I was poised to begin a series of blogs about death when the horrible shootings in San Bernardino took place. So I am juggling the order of a couple of the blogs. Today’s blog is a reprint from the Compassionate Friends of Los Angeles, Vol. 25, No. 12-December, 2009, which I found in the Read More
Another Perspective
Two Streams in the Sea
October 28, 2011
I am finding myself with a strong mix of feelings. My 66th birthday is less than a month away. I feel well, yet am aware of my body’s decline.
I am reading more poetry recently and an image from Tomas Tranströmer’s Ringing captures what I’ve been feeling. He Read More
I am reading more poetry recently and an image from Tomas Tranströmer’s Ringing captures what I’ve been feeling. He Read More
Dreams and Death
February 21, 2010
Empty-handed I entered the world
Barefoot I leave it.
My coming, my going -
Two simple happenings
That got entangled.*
To dream that you are dying or that you are already dead is not particularly rare. While these dreams can be very emotionally disturbing, almost without exception they are not predicting your physical demise. Read More
Barefoot I leave it.
My coming, my going -
Two simple happenings
That got entangled.*
To dream that you are dying or that you are already dead is not particularly rare. While these dreams can be very emotionally disturbing, almost without exception they are not predicting your physical demise. Read More
Escaping Death
February 6, 2010
I came across this Syrian fable a couple of decades ago and I've never forgotten it. It speaks to our best efforts to escape death.
There was once a beautiful young man whose father was a sultan. The lad lived with his family in Damascus. One day while his father was busy with matters of the palace, the boy came Read More
There was once a beautiful young man whose father was a sultan. The lad lived with his family in Damascus. One day while his father was busy with matters of the palace, the boy came Read More