Can we talk about death?
On Wednesday evening this week we discussed growing older and mortality. Death is a reality we all have to face. Personally, I square up to it and sometimes it’s ok. At other times I am overwhelmed by the immensity and finality of life.
When I spend time with my head in the past and future, it’s always harder. Staying present is the key for me which means more yoga.
I mentioned a quote by Woody Allen and said I would put it on the blog, so here it is:
In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!
I also wanted to bring your attention to Death Cafes. This is a place to meet where talking about death is not taboo or morbid. Here’s a link to a Bristol run death cafe:
At the end of June I am hoping to travel to Tiverton to a meeting facilitated by Nixie James-Scott. Nixie and I have been friends for about 15 years, working and learning together. She is an interfaith minister amongst other lovely things! I will post details when I have them. If you want to join me, please let me know