Archive for December 24th, 2011
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Excellent blog post from ElephantJournal.com. Click here.
Breathe. Don’t fight. Breathe. Does it really matter if it is Christmas, Chanukah, the New Year, etc? Let’s enjoy the time with people we care about, sharing the bounty of gifts, food, and wine.
Let us be thankful for our health, honor those no longer with us, and grateful for shelter from the winter winds.
Peace on Earth!
A Dying Man: While I was looking at blogs, I came across this blog of a gentleman (Bill) who has been blogging through his illness and his living with dying. Now that I found it, I will journey with him through the ups and downs and all of the lessons and experiences he will have. I hope you will take a look as well. And I hope Bill’s family and friends will always cherish this precious record.
We forget that those who are living their dying are also living with their grief. . . the loss of the sense of taste, the loss of independence, loss of health, the loss of relationships and the losses go on and on.
My friend and mentor Lois showed me a vastly different way of living with dying than I had ever seen. But that was Lois, she was one of a kind. When she got her final diagnosis of cancer, she was determined to help others who were dying but helping professionals understand the needs of the dying. She set out on a crusade to teach doctors, social workers, nurses, administrators to listen to the dying and understand how to best help them live the rest of their lives.
Several months ago, I got onto google.com and tried to find any trace of Lois. She died in 2001, about 10 days before Sept 11. She really disliked computers and would choose traveling or being with people over trying to get her story down on paper. I wish she had the ability to do a daily online blog instead of changing (or having her husband change) voice mail message every day. How I wish I could hear those messages, as sad, as sweet, as heartfelt as they might have been. But all I have today is a few pictures and achy spots on my heart.
In honor of a great mentor: She Is