Claire Wineland has popped up in my mind from time to time since she died. I realized last week why I felt and still feel sad about her passing. She was so close to knowing what life would be like with new lungs. She was so close to know what it feels like to breathe…
Tag: Dying
Wisdom Wednesday #87 – Embrace Life
I have felt sadness lately. On Monday one of my girlfriends messaged me to let me know that a woman that we both follow via social media died. As soon as I read her message I felt the sudden punch of shock. I was first introduced to this women through her father, John Wineland, who…
Wisdom #73 – Honor Your Ancestors
Remember you are an expression of your mothers love. I helped my friend write a condolence note this week. We finished the message with the quote above. I felt those words in my heart as I spoke them and I feel them now as I rewrite them. Did you feel that in your heart too? Today is the…
Tune Tuesday #34 – Contemplating Life
Death has been circling me lately. Like my meditation on love, focus on my health and habits, lessons on energy and series that I have written in relation to the gifts of breakups, death wants to be seen and heard too. I am not a morbid person and I do not bring this topic up…
Wisdom Wednesday #49 – What Really Matters at the End of Life
This weekend a bright yellowish-green butterfly calmly landed on my shoulder. It was a nice surprise that I wish I was able to capture in a picture. A butterfly is a commonly used symbol of transformation. We tend to think of the outcome of the butterfly and it’s beauty, but rarely do we think about…
Wisdom Wednesday #33 – Resume or Eulogy?
It’s April Fools Day! I hope you can get through the day without someone pulling a prank on you. There are no pranks here today, but the opposite – a semi heavy subject. If you follow my blog regularly, you know that February was a very, very hard month. Of all the hard moments of…
The Final Curtain Call
I first experienced death when I was seven. One of my close cousins died, followed by both of my grandmothers in a six-month period. I experienced so much death as a child that I grew numb to death. It wasn’t until I was 15, when a high school friend died that death became hard. I…
Illuminated Voice 