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I was listening to the oldies station the other day and the song, American Pie by Don McLean came on. I was alone in my car, so I belted out the lyrics "drove my Chevy to the levy, but the levy was dry" with abandon. It made me think of the first time I heard the song in 1971. My boyfriend (later my husband and eventually my ex husband) and I were driving my car to the Salt River. Somehow singing "Drove my Dodge to the river, but the river's not dry" just didn't have the same pizzaz. But I digress.



Ego thrives on making life a pain, death a predicament, and aging a problem. It does so pretty successfully, too. Its aim is survival--immortality. Ego will cling tenaciously to positions, possessions, and people--even to your body. Which explains why aging is dreadful to most and death is fearful to everyone. Whenever you confuse the ego-self with who you really are--and who of us does not do this?--there is both resistance to aging and a revulsion of death.

When the me I was died there wasn't a path to a bright light. I didn't feel warm and fuzzy. I didn't even know I died. I was like millions of other people going through the motions of everyday life; who don't know they are alive. I really died before my diagnosis.

Having a happy funeral is more memorable than a sad one. It can become a family celebration that starts new cherished memories and increases bonding. They family grows stronger as they get over this very difficult time by leaning on each other and enjoying each other instead of gathering together to be sorrowful. Traditional funeral are dark and quiet besides the sound of weeping there is a certain air of limitation about them in the expression of emotions. Let the funeral be out of the ordinary and let the mourners be free to express joy over the person that they loved.

I developed a weekly routine. On Tues, Wed, Thurs, I grieved the loss of whatever I just released. I played John Denver songs, like Perhaps Love and sat in my bed crying. Who would I be when all of the stuff was gone? Who am I without the titles of the roles I had been playing? Would I still be loved? Would I have value?

Our nation has created a monetary system that put the financial decisions of our nation in the hands of a few for our nation's economic security. All it cost was to take a little individual liberty from each of us. As a nation, we said it was worth it.


Thought to be only an accommodating handyman, it would be years before the town's people came to know the true measure of this man. He lived in a walk-up at the rear of Sara Baker's house, a furnished one-room flat with a hot plate and fridge. It also had a toilet and wash basin, and that's where they found him laying on the floor, shaving soap on his face, his straight razor close by.

When the body was cremated in a boat, the vessel was parked on land. Vikings were often burned or buried with their personal belongings. There are many examples of Norse cremation sites and cemeteries throughout Scandinavia.

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