Creating space to pause, reflect and share experiences with dying and death

Wisdom

Wisdom

He becomes anxious

He becomes anxious

My husband recently told me that as a child he would lay awake hours & hours worrying about how he would die and what would happen after he died. He still can’t think about it again & he becomes anxious. I have never thought of it in

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to savour everything

to savour everything

…is to not Live with past regrets but to savour everything that life has to offer in the moment.  

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No mom…I just ate

No mom…I just ate

My mom used to say, “are you hungry Christina?” I’d say, “no mom…I just ate.” She’d say “I’ll put out a few things for us to eat.” After eating the whole plate of food, I’d be full and content. My mom would say “if you bring food…they

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Its just a phase

Its just a phase

Life is to be celebrated. Lived. Loved. And death not to be feared. It’s just a phase, changing into a new form to bring to life new adventures, the next phase of learning, of soulful growth. This perspective brings new joy and celebration to our lives-and deaths.

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It was my ego

It was my ego

For all those who have passed away sorry for my childish tears! Now that I’m an adult I realise it was my Ego who couldn’t accept that I will never see you again. Rest in peace. You and the past.  

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It is out of kindness

It is out of kindness

The difference between the French in Paris and people in LA California is that the latter are raised to be optimistic and friendly. In Paris people deem it necessary to be melancholy and celebrate suffering, so if they are rude to you it is out of kindness,

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I have no regrets over my choice

I have no regrets over my choice

I had chosen to say ‘No’ to set myself free. I chose freedom over your anger. I have no regrets over my choice just wish you loved me as much as I loved my freedom  

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Connections made can be as strong

Connections made can be as strong

We hadn’t spoken for a long time before the last time, then I found out that you had passed away. You taught me that the connections made can be as strong as one of family. I’m now writing this with chosen family of my own. I miss

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As a drop in the ocean

As a drop in the ocean

“When you die you, as a drop in the ocean merge with ocean.” “Death is like removing your clothes, only you are ridding yourself of your material body.”

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I never told the hardest parts

I never told the hardest parts

Although I tell parts of my family’s story in public, I realized that I never told the hardest parts, the ones I most needed someone to hear. Eventually I was invited by Phil Doyer, author of Conversations on Dying to not censor myself. Writing it all out

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