Category Archives: Death and living while dying
If you wish
The 17 Things are surface things, physical for the most part. But some of them do touch the heart. They allow you, if you wish, to go deeper, more intimate, with those you love. If you wish. :- Doug.
Talk about?
In your end of life conversation: What are you going to talk about? :- Doug.
Till later
Thinness and the other characteristics are things we have or are available to us, we just don’t notice them till later. :- Doug.
Life is
You’re not in control; life is in control. :- Doug.
You started dying
You started dying long before you noticed. :- Doug.
Every day closer to death
Every day closer to death. :- Doug.
A friend is dying
A friend who has stage 4 cancer is dying. He has just provided the grandchildren a special swing in a park. He has also told me that he feels he is getting thinner and thinner, blending with the wind. This … Continue reading →
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What do we fear in death?
What do we fear in death? Being dead? Pain of dying? Regrets? Something other? :- Doug.
Beyond loss–us
There is life beyond loss, and it is us. :- Doug.
death work
Grief—despair—death work—martyr—warrior: a development. :- Doug.
Dying fruitfully
Elders find something is dying —Principally themselves!— This propels them Through fear and excitement Into the fruitful chaos :- Doug.
The high point of our life
We don’t know when the high point of our life is. It might be right now. If we live it, it is right now. :- Doug.
Explore our deaths?
In what ways might we explore our deaths, together and alone? :- Doug.
Death, confronting you for the sake of life
How does death, your death, confront you for the sake of life—how you live it today, how those ongoing depend on what you do? :- Doug.
What’s better?
What’s different? What’s better? :- Doug.
These hours borrowed
These hours borrowed from life: for getting a paycheck from grandchildren: for whom we could have lived :- Doug.
Only the silence knows
Only the silence of death ever knows whom we were and what we were worth so we in this preceding dark ought for life flare out :- Doug.