Thursday, November 4, 2010


Yesterday, I was asked to visit your home and render some spiritual and moral support. I was greeted by tears. Your daughters are trying to gradually accept the inevitable - death, a circling vulture, hovers closely. The sight of you, the shock, almost made me cry too. I told myself I mustn't since I was called upon to help, not to grieve.

Your body uncontrollably folded over as your life slowly, and gradually diffused. Your chest working so hard to capture air, your eyes narcotically glazed, you recognized me and pierced me with your fear. Invisible fiery energy transmitted through my hands and touched you tenderly. I prayed that it would bring you peace, serenity, that you would gently let go and detach from this world.

My ego, ready and alert to take advantage of every opportunity, arose within and made me wonder. How will it be for me? Will I be scared? Will I welcome my departure? Where will death take me? Is there another place, another way of being... or, just an abyss, nothing?

So many questions made me realize that I know so little for sure. Hopefully, I'll get some answers when it's my turn. But at that moment all I really knew was that my touching you somehow helped; that from our human connection comfort flows and that love makes questions irrelevant.

May your last days be full of love.

Good bye.

"Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever."

Elizabeth Kubler-Ross


  1. heavy stuff today...i have touched it many a time...and that connection there at teh end i think eases it for them and us...

  2. So somber a subject. So wonderful to think you may have given a touch of comfort. Is it an end or a beginning? And does it really matter?

    Very beautiful my friend.

  3. What a powerful perspective. I am reminded of Stephen Covey's Seven Habits of Highly Effective People. One is 'Begin with the end in mind.' What will people from family, work, friends, community say about you at your funeral?

  4. Yes, Myrna, I have been there, too. (present at the moment of death, and also my own near death) It's important to be fully present when someone is dying. It's a gift. Thanks for sharing, oh and thank you for reading my blog, too.

  5. You made me cry - but that's not always bad.

    Aloha from Honolulu

    Comfort Spiral


  6. Beautiful. I was alongside my father in law through out his 3 months ordeal and watched him suffer through the 5 stages and the most peaceful was when he was at peace with himself... I was present with him till his very last breath and what an amazing experience..... It was humbling, poignant and I was not scared. I thank him for letting me walk by side till his end....
    Thank you for this reminder

  7. I am not affraid of own death that is. I am affraid of losing the ones I love, but for my own sense of selfishness, I don't want to live without them. My pray is for my end to be peaceful and with no regrets. Power write today, Myrna!

  8. Dear Myrna:

    The quote is a beautiful one. Death touches us in many ways but inspite of that every time we stumble on it, we lose a part of us.

    Bless you.

    Joy and peace always,

  9. Myrna, you can bring beauty to even such a sad subject! I love the quote at the end. You're such a brave writer! I love that about you, you inspire me!

  10. I lost my mother a few long short weeks ago and the last few days were both wonderful and terrible. I held her hand for hours and told her how much I loved her and we all got to say goodbye properly.

  11. Very powerful Myrna. I am not afraid of dying because I know my son will be waiting for me. I too am crying, but its a good cry.

  12. Powerful moments turned tender as they touch, sharing inner peace able to now blossom within the soul of your friend. Nice write.