Liquid Love

‘You  are liquid love in human form.’ – Abraham Hicks Love and light were recurring themes at the recent Art of Dying conference in New York, where more than 30 professionals, who tend to the dying, deceased and the grieving, spoke about their experiences. Olivia Barham, a death midwife, told how when her mother died, she…

What Really Happened?

I’ve finally got it. It has taken three and a half years to solve two important mysteries. And now I’ve got it. The night Laura passed, I had what Dr Raymond Moody calls a ‘Shared Death Experience’ in his book Glimpses of Eternity: Sharing a Loved One’s Passage From This Life To the Next.   Let…

The Alchemy of Love

Sir Anthony Seldon, a British schoolmaster and political author, recently described the beautiful alchemy that transforms love  at the end of life. His wife Joanna died of cancer in December 2016. ” The illness might have withered her body, but it strengthened our love and faith.  Never had we known such profound physical intimacy and romance…

When We Die

When you die, whether you are spiritual or atheist, one thing seems quite likely – that you will see a departed loved one (your parents, your old friends) appear at your bedside in the hours or days before you pass.  Those who work with the dying believe they come to fetch you –  to whatever…

The Hero Complex

I think I have a bit of a hero complex. I want to dash in and rescue people. At the moment I want nothing more than to rescue my sister, Andrea, from cancer.  I wonder does this savior urge stem from past lives? From what I can tell I was a bit of a swashbuckler…

Only Connect

  I love social media because it creates a web of connective tissue that runs back and forth between us like an elegant spiders web made up of seemingly lightweight strands – vacation snaps, silliness, inspired thoughts and polemic. We share fragments of our lives over great distances on invisible frequencies, and because our souls…

Divine Timing

A dear friend, surrounded by her family and loved ones, said goodbye to her beloved mom last week.  As I stood graveside listening to the heart felt speeches, I felt like I was standing in a painting with all the beautiful fall colors daubed around us. But my heart skipped a beat as my friend…

Lily Spoons

Is it only me, or do you also feel that life is full of patterns and leitmotifs that we can only see clearly with time and distance?  Laura knew I loved spoons (and yes, spooning!), so she tried to woo me with her spoon collection on our second date. Over lunch, she whipped out of…

Only Love Remains

We all return to love at the end. A hospice volunteer told me recently that every patient, no matter how angry, dissolves into love in the days or weeks before they pass.  Watching the haunting but beautiful movie ‘Still Alice’ and listening to Krista Tippett discussing Alzheimer’s with psychologist Alan Dienstag, I wonder if alzheimers…

Laura’s Posts

Two friends recently expressed surprise when I mentioned that Laura posted quite a bit in the early days of this blog. So I’ve created a special link to all of ‘Laura’s Posts’ (you reach it by clicking the menu icon – looks like a bunch of layers – on the top right hand side of…

One of my heroes

If there was an Olympics for original thinking and indomitable spirit, Dr Elisabeth Kubler-Ross would win double gold. She is the most spirited and spiritually broad-minded person I’ve ever read about. Disobeying her father’s wish that she become a secretary, she quit her family home in Switzerland and hitchhiked through war torn Europe in the…

Being There

There is a wonderful energy that thrums between two people that you can’t see with the naked eye. It has the power to soothe and to heal. Faced with a crisis, we often feel the need to do something to make a difference, and nowhere more so than at the bedside of the ill or…

A Sign

When I was a little girl, I wanted a sign from God. I had read about the burning bush in the Bible and I’d heard of Bernadette Soubirous’s visions and I thought: “Well, why can’t I have a sign too?” I was probably about 8. My plan was to jump off the top of the…

The Grace in Dying

Kathleen Dowling Singh, a former hospice worker and author of The Grace in Dying writes: “Dying .. softens us, opens us. In the course of living with terminal illness, our inner experience begins to change in nature. As our grasp loosens, we may begin to experience a more spontaneous forgiveness, a deepening love, and a pervasive sense…

Leo Tolstoy

‘To die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the eternal source.’ – Leo Tolstoy