When we come into this world we act out as freely as we want to. As time goes by, we get messages from others that to freely express ourselv...

I look back upon other deaths in my life and see them differently. My father didn't want any fuss to be made, no viewing, no ceremony. H...

We live in a society that fears death, and we're raised up to believe death is undesirable... "bad". Imagine what it w...

When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and p...

The big black garbage bag, shiny and ominous sat in the middle of my living room floor. I looked at my best friend, despair emanating from...

Thirty years ago John Lennon faced death and died. That day, I awoke from my seventh cancer surgery and survived.  I can never think abou...

"...experience for yourself the potential of poetry to heal by feeling its power through your own voice. Many people have an intuitive ...

 I look at the mess outside my back door the birds have made of the sunflower seed shells.  I'm responsible for some of that mess. I...

I once had a dear friend who died many years ago. Her family lavished flowers everywhere you looked. Her husband went into debt for her cof...

If we are traditional, there are fixed ideas we have about death where I live, except perhaps with cremation. We have the body made up so th...

The Dowager Queen, so lonely in her old age made her wishes known: a friend, a companion, I must bring her, to share her last days. The she...

Here's a little story. You've probably heard it before in one form or another. This story concerns a man or maybe it's a woman...

“For years I never knew whether the twilight was the ending of the day or the beginning of the night. And then suddenly one day I understo...

From Memories of a Geisha~~~ At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss", carved into the stone. It has three words...but the...

Perhaps there is nothing supernatural about death. Perhaps there is. Some believe that when it is over, it is over. The body dies, there ...

I started to cry while driving. I had no idea why. It wasn't just that sense of tears starting to spring that you can hold back with a t...

My best friend Patrick came to visit me the night mumps had taken him away. I didn't understand the dream until Billy announced it...

My father would have been 95 years old on Sunday. I thought about it for a moment, then blocked my mind. "Don't go there," I...

A dear friend died recently and it hit me right between the eyes that my attitude about our customs surrounding death might be necessary. I ...

Today is my mother's birthday. She would have been 89. She led a good life, a hard life. She had such a lovely name, Genevieve. Her ea...