I was diagnosed a little over a year ago with stage 4 breast cancer. I declined a double mastectomy and promised myself I would spend the time I have left truly living- which for me means writing plays, cooking barefoot and with my heart, and dancing whenever I can. In the 4 years preceding my diagnosis I lost my Mother, my Best Friend and my Little Sister. For all of us, I live my wild life every precious day.
This is wonderful! You have the gift of sharing, the gift of communication, in a way that touches us all. So true about the subject of dying. When my mother died in 1990, I dove into the subject, realizing that I didn't know anything about death (because, as you have said, our culture puts taboos on talking about, learning about it, thinking about it) and that I held some fear of it. Think about it, we are most fearful of the unknown, no? Anyway, I found great peace in gaining a perspective, forming MY perspective, on death and therefore on my mortality, my soul, why I'm here, etc, etc etc. I'm still on that trajectory! My mother's parting gift, unbeknownst to her, was to blow open my mind and heart to the universe. "The road less traveled" is perhaps becoming the road we are all traveling each in our unique way. Much love and thank you!💜
Thank you, Elena! i so appreciate how much we share -- always have -- from the call of the sea to college economics, and life love death in between..send me your mailing address! you still have a book coming!
Corky, thank you. I am encouraged, inspired by your sharing. This writing of yours came in a very timely way as I have been "Worrying" about death and it is time to just stop this because there is just so much to be happy and forward looking about in this fascinating, beautiful world. I am practicing a kind of thought stopping, thought changing when I catch myself in that worried frame of mind thinking about my age and the thoughts of death. I too am noticing how much fear has been stoked in our society just now and I refuse to allow it to "Infect" me as I see it as coming from the political climate we are facing as you mentioned. Hopefully after the election this will be replace with hope and joy. Even though the hurricane flattened the big house the beautiful land, its magic is still there. The stewardship of your wonderful friend with her love of the place will continue on with it. I think about going there and may plan a trip to the Finca after I retire which is in a few months from now. Looking forward to your next writing.
I was diagnosed a little over a year ago with stage 4 breast cancer. I declined a double mastectomy and promised myself I would spend the time I have left truly living- which for me means writing plays, cooking barefoot and with my heart, and dancing whenever I can. In the 4 years preceding my diagnosis I lost my Mother, my Best Friend and my Little Sister. For all of us, I live my wild life every precious day.
Oh Gia -- thank you for sharing your story. I have no words but awe at your courage and strength to smile and live fully. H
ere's to one more precious day --
Gia, you sound like a brave woman. I feel for you and hope the best for you.
Thank you!
This is wonderful! You have the gift of sharing, the gift of communication, in a way that touches us all. So true about the subject of dying. When my mother died in 1990, I dove into the subject, realizing that I didn't know anything about death (because, as you have said, our culture puts taboos on talking about, learning about it, thinking about it) and that I held some fear of it. Think about it, we are most fearful of the unknown, no? Anyway, I found great peace in gaining a perspective, forming MY perspective, on death and therefore on my mortality, my soul, why I'm here, etc, etc etc. I'm still on that trajectory! My mother's parting gift, unbeknownst to her, was to blow open my mind and heart to the universe. "The road less traveled" is perhaps becoming the road we are all traveling each in our unique way. Much love and thank you!💜
Thank you, Elena! i so appreciate how much we share -- always have -- from the call of the sea to college economics, and life love death in between..send me your mailing address! you still have a book coming!
OK, I'll send the address, but truly, we can wait till you are in P.T. It would give me an excuse to venture up there in the cold and rain!
Corky, thank you. I am encouraged, inspired by your sharing. This writing of yours came in a very timely way as I have been "Worrying" about death and it is time to just stop this because there is just so much to be happy and forward looking about in this fascinating, beautiful world. I am practicing a kind of thought stopping, thought changing when I catch myself in that worried frame of mind thinking about my age and the thoughts of death. I too am noticing how much fear has been stoked in our society just now and I refuse to allow it to "Infect" me as I see it as coming from the political climate we are facing as you mentioned. Hopefully after the election this will be replace with hope and joy. Even though the hurricane flattened the big house the beautiful land, its magic is still there. The stewardship of your wonderful friend with her love of the place will continue on with it. I think about going there and may plan a trip to the Finca after I retire which is in a few months from now. Looking forward to your next writing.