In the upcoming weeks, I'd like to put up a series of essays about the nature and facets of death. It's one of the most overlooked phases of our existence, one that everyone has and will experience, but the level of detail and attention brought to it is woefully lacking.
Some of the topics I plan to cover are as follows:
- The Facets of Dying: Death comes in many forms in our existence. Covers the different aspects of our life in which this wheel can rotate, from personal growth, relationships, and memories.
- The Dehumanization of Death: A look at how today's society has sheltered our culture from the practices of witnessing and dealing with physical death.
- Beyond the Departure: Rebirth is only possible through death. Learn how to embrace the natural process of dying so that one can give birth to new opportunities.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Blessed Lughnasadh
Blessed Lughnasadh to you all!
In celebrating this, the end of summer, it comes as bittersweet. I thank Lugh for all that has been provided to us during the sunny summer months, but my family is scattered in such a way that I can't celebrate this joyous day with those that I care about the most.
In their absence, I've spent most of the day tending the garden. I've the hopes that despite the recent hail damage and subsequent challenges that it brought forth, that both the crops as well as my family will persevere through the autumn and winter months. A fox blessed my presence as I toiled in the dirt, and I like to think it as a good sign of things to come.
It is during this time that I'm reminded of the simpler things in this life - the comfort of shelter, the joy of a well-cooked meal, the tender words of a lover. So much gets in the way of these things in our daily lives - reflect upon all the unneeded complications that we put ourselves through and return to the source that is within us all.
May we never grow hungry.
In celebrating this, the end of summer, it comes as bittersweet. I thank Lugh for all that has been provided to us during the sunny summer months, but my family is scattered in such a way that I can't celebrate this joyous day with those that I care about the most.
In their absence, I've spent most of the day tending the garden. I've the hopes that despite the recent hail damage and subsequent challenges that it brought forth, that both the crops as well as my family will persevere through the autumn and winter months. A fox blessed my presence as I toiled in the dirt, and I like to think it as a good sign of things to come.
It is during this time that I'm reminded of the simpler things in this life - the comfort of shelter, the joy of a well-cooked meal, the tender words of a lover. So much gets in the way of these things in our daily lives - reflect upon all the unneeded complications that we put ourselves through and return to the source that is within us all.
May we never grow hungry.
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