This blog is about what road I'm on and my journey in getting there. Maybe with a little work, I'll end up in paradise.

The Circle of Life

I believe, there is in all of us, a good soul.  In our journey of life we have choices, and each choice brings on consequences.  Sometimes those consequences have life long effects that could intertwine, like roots in the ground, with other peoples lives leaving us either in harmony or tangled up in turmoil. 

Lately, I have been facing the harsh reality of death.  Watching a loved one die is a process I have not had the chance to encounter until recently.  I’m not sure why I have not had this experience before, but I find this journey fascinating.  Please don’t misunderstand me, I feel sad while experiencing this discomfort, but to watch a person who you care for, face their own death, can be a true lesson in life.

I run a food bank where people come because they cannot afford to pay for food.  I have been doing this now for approximately eight years.  I have watched our clients in their time of loss and their time of rebuilding.  I find a similarity to these clients and to the people who have passed away over the last few years.

There seems to be steps we take when facing something as tragic as death.  Some people take each step like they were carrying the heaviest of loads on their shoulders.  One step can be so difficult it may take days or weeks, if they have that long.  I have learned that letting go of our human side is difficult for many us.  There are however, some people that learn to drop those heavy loads quickly and move forward with ease, and when they are ready to let go, the final part of the journey seems somewhat easier.

I don’t know if there is another place for us after life, but I hope that when it is my time to die, I can look back and feel at peace with the choices that I’ve made.   Death is not a choice, we do however, like in all parts of living, have a choice of how to accept the journey.  

Until next time: I am sad for my father and his wife.  He  passed away January 16, 2008, she passed away May 9, 2008.  I hope they have found happiness together.



3 responses

  1. My thoughts are with you, Sandy. I read this post earlier today, and it brought to mind this poem by Mary Oliver. I think it speaks to the phenomenon of being intertwined. God bless.

    What is the greatest gift?

    What is the greatest gift?
    Could it be the world itself — the oceans, the meadowlark,
    the patience of the trees in the wind?
    Could it be love, with its sweet clamor of passion?

    Something else — something else entirely
    holds me in thrall.
    That you have a life that I wonder about
    more than I wonder about my own.
    That you have a life — courteous, intelligent —
    that I wonder about more than I wonder about my own.
    That you have a soul — your own, no one else’s —
    that I wonder about more than I wonder about my own.
    So that I find my soul clapping its hands for yours
    more than my own.

    May 13, 2008 at 8:57 pm

  2. singellis

    Oh how beautiful Sandy! That poem is a gift in itself. Thank you for sharing it with me.

    May 13, 2008 at 9:33 pm

  3. Theresa

    That was very beautiful and I understand exactly what you are saying, as I watched my Dad die from cancer this year, and I was amazed that I have made it to 47 years of age and yet have never expecienced this before.
    I think I am still sorting it out. It was as if I had finally realized so many things about life and living in the face of death, about living the kind of life I would be proud of, about how my own life impacts other people, my family, my children.

    The greatest gift in life, is love.

    August 15, 2008 at 3:16 pm

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