“What became overwhelmingly clear after attending three death cafes was this. On each occasion we hadn’t really been talking about death at all – we had really been talking about life.”
by Sue Kemple, CEO, My Last Soundtrack
When my father was dying, I often found myself turning to music – as a source of comfort, as a means of distraction, and certainly as a way of making sense of a most profound experience. The piece that most often would accompany my meandering thoughts was Ennio Morricone’s Gabriel’s Oboe. I made no mental connection to the movie in which it was featured, the scene with the Jesuit missionary
“The music at Mike’s memorial service was profound and central to keeping him present. It was the music that pulled at all of our heartstrings and set the stage for the wonderful goodbyes that were said. It was the music that brought everyone in the room together and more importantly, it was HIS music that brought Mike deeply into our hearts.” Click here to read more.
“It is amazing to me—after all these years working with people in pain—that so many of these myths persist. The myths that are nothing more than platitudes cloaked as sophistication. The myths that preclude us from doing the one and only thing we must do when our lives are turned upside down: grieve.” Click here to read the entire piece – it’s excellent.
“The truth, of course, is that loss is every moment: That we can recognize that, and choose to go all in in spite of it, may seem like a contradiction. After all, the decision to live and to love fully is to knowingly put our finger in the socket. The key, says Julia, is not to ‘get over’ grief, but to integrate it.” Click to read the entire article…