“If all of us would make an all-out effort to contemplate our own death, to deal with our anxieties surrounding the concept of our death, and to help others familiarize themselves with these thoughts, perhaps there could be less destructiveness around us.”
Look around today… how many wars do we have going on abroad?
How many do we have going on right here on our own land?
How many do we have going on in our hearts?
When people began talking about Universal Health care, the spin machine turned this great idea into something horrible… death panels… like we were going to go back in time to WWII all of a sudden and we were going to decide who would live and who would die?
I thought that LSD must have been added to the water in certain places because honestly, that kind of thinking could only be from a bad trip.
Look at the current push from clinicians and the bereft alike to say NO to the APA who wants to make it a psychiatric “crime” to hurt after loosing someone to death.
I’m sorry Elisabeth, we have not listened to your solid advice and taken to heart that we have the ability and the responsibility to be an advocate for change in how we live and how we die. And look where we have gotten.
We see more dehumanization of human beings on tv, movies, games, songs than probably any other time in history. We stand in line to get games where we can hold the trigger and go on a rampage. We scurry to the box office to see the latest horror film…. but we don’t sit and think about what it will be like when we are old, ill, aging, or what it will be like when those things happen to those close to us.
Would it make us any more compassionate to remember that we only had each other for a short amount of time? I don’t know?
But I do know that when we focus on how precious life is, when someone we love has been given those 6 months to live, our world becomes a vastly different place.
When we, ourselves, are given that 6 months prognosis, whatever we may go through, one thing I have seen time and time again is that we push past the nonsense and don’t mince words.
So, my post about the conversation was a few days ago? Have you thought about it? Have you written about it? Have you started the dialogue?
What if talking about your dying was the thing that made your living filled with more peace and more love?