Life, Death and everything in between
The email from a fellow practitioner announcing that she wanted to know if I would be participating in the “One Year to Live” book study group couldn’t have come at a more appropriate time in my life.
Back on the 13th, I had celebrated a birthday. A week later, I was sitting bedside in the night, trying to remain present while someone very close to me passed away after a lengthy illness. The Jewish faith have a very structured method of treating death and grieving which I’ve never been exposed to before. All of this has been new to me.
Like many, I’d always been shielded from death as a child… With time, I’ve explored my feelings towards this unknown transition and have grown to lessen my fear of what is, in essence- inevitable.
Buddhist grief? Is this an oxymoron?
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