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Beginning Death
I’ve been building a relationship with death.
I work as a clinical director at a local hospice. I am an RN.
I began this work on the heels of a few colleagues and friends dying and also just after my father died in Sep 2023. In the years prior to my father dying I also underwent many personal mini deaths. Deaths of parts of my ego structure, belief systems and emotional pattering that I healed and integrated into myself, thus falling away. All of this set me up to come into this hospice work and begin to build this relationship I am evaluating and exploring with death.
There is a way I feel that I close off connection with others when its too taxing or doesn’t serve me. This is the result of recent exploration of boundaries, new boundaries, so they may be getting out of hand. So I am noticing that now that I know I can set boundaries, maybe I need to reengage with others try for more connection knowing I can hold boundaries in place if I need to and keep myself safe.
This is coming up right now because I’ve been building this conversation with death, which seems to be at the base of all my of fears and terror: that I’m going to die.
I’ve also been watching this show called, “Dying for Sex” in which we watch a woman and her best friend navigate the woman’s death from cancer and her desire to self actualize using sex before she does so. It also shows the profound love between two friends.
There is an interesting scene where a hospice nurse explains death and dying to them in a really quirky and explicit way.
I don’t do this often in hospice with my clients. Even though I perceive myself as being able to hold a lot of vulnerability in my life and profession, maybe I am stunted a bit in my capacity to really support clients in the time before death but not being super open about what is going to happen to them and openly volunteering that information. It made me wonder, does my fear of engulfment from others strong emotions prevent me from going deep with people? Do other hospice nurses do this?
I was on a date yesterday and the man was a wonderful human, but was physically not compatible for me. We elected to continue our day long date even though there was uncertainty about compatibility. I noticed that once I identified he wasn’t a fit for me I totally shut down and went numb. Severing energetically the connection.
He commented on his feelings in his body, and in response to this asked me to connect more.
I identified that I had trust issues about men not really wanting to be friends with me but only wanting to keep me around because they like my energy and maybe want to fuck me. So I just was planning on cutting this guy out of my life as extraneous and not being it as an opportunity to lean into the potential connection as friends or colleagues. Underlying this pattern is trust. And fear of engulfment, fear of doing the wrong thing, of moving too fast and of falling in love with someone that is not right for me. And thus having pain and suffering which under that is fear of abandonment and death.
When I identified all this and spoke about it with him, the numbness lifted. The weirdness lifted. He said he then was able to feel connected. And we had a really nice time despite not being the right fit as romantic partners.
So I am wondering, how do keep myself safe and dive deep into connection without it making me feel engulfed and exhausted and worrying I will die?
Can I expand my capacity with my clients and hold more vulnerability with them and more openness such as the TV nurse?
Can men and women be friends?
Can I ask the numbness to move aside to enable more connection and thus love in my life?
Can I stop seeing romantic love as the only love that will fill the hole?
I feel as if I am asking death to teach me this. I don’t know how to explain that connection but it’s there for me.
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One of those moments
when all is poignant,
the whole experience
presses into my skin.
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Be.
Can we have a boho reading nook and an outdoor shower and can we hold hands as we think about it?
Will you stand with me in the garden and look about?
Will you sit near as I pull weeds or plant the PLANTIES?
Maybe we will like the same throws?
Some of those small round plates?
Take a bath with me won’t you?
It’s getting late.
And I just want to BE… with you.
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Weekly Planetary Connection Meditation
I’ve been feeling called to hold in person meditations on holding our whole planet in love.
Below is the meditation that has come through me for this purpose.
If you are near Taos, NM please come! I’ll place my IG link in my bio. But if not, please take some time to practice meditation. And share it with friends.
Thank you 🙏🏼
Arrive to this place.
Feel your sits bones on the ground.
Breathe down into your hips.
Feel the breath coming in and out of the tip of your nose, whether it’s warm or cool.
I invite now, our guides and all of our ancestors and the spirits and energies of this land, past and present to come be with us now for our and the planet’s highest good.
I ask for all of our energy to be brought back to us now cutting and clearing ties that no longer need to be there.
Clearing agreements and belief systems and patterns that no longer serve us, clearing that energy as it comes back to us, so that we can be here now in our fullest divinity in service to our planet and to each other.
Now I’d like you to imagine a great golden orb, up above your head. This giant golden orbs originates from whatever divine source it is that you identify with.
On your in breath, I’d like to see this light filling you, washing through all of your cells, filling you up until you’re positively plump with this divine healing light.
If there are any particular areas of disease in your body, go ahead and place a hand there and see more of that light filling that area and some curiosity and some compassion and some love to those areas to bring them back into balance.
See yourself well, see yourself in balance. See yourself happy and able to provide love to this planet and its inhabitants.
Breathe into your heart
Now imagine and see this light swelling your heart, feel this, feel your heart.
What do you notice?
On the in breath, please see your heart expand bigger and bigger, and the out breath bring it back down into your chest, bigger and smaller with the in breath and out breath, bringing it in and out.
How big can you make it?
Now start allowing it to stay big and to get bigger.
Imagine your beautiful heart is holding your neighbor next to you.
Imagine you can hold all the people around you.
Imagine the whole town, the county, New Mexico.
Do you have someone out of state? You can include them now.
Let’s keep expanding.
Think about those populations across the globe, about the mothers, the children in war torn regions.
Gaza, Ukraine, Africa.
Notice, does it hurt?
Your heart can contain that too.
Don’t look away, your heart has the capacity to hold and transmute the hurt.
Can you include the aggressors?
Can you include the ones, the groups, who are not in touch with their souls divinity? With their hearts?
Can you hold that as well?
Breathe in and out.
Hold your heart.
Hold all these populations of struggling humans.
Let’s include the planet.
We are still breathing in divine light and love from our giant golden orb, from divine source.
We are not creating this light, we are connected to all that is.
See this light filling you and then also see you are also connected to the grid of the planet.
To all that is.
Feel our amazing mother, this pulsing, living entity.
Feel it under you, around you.
Feel that your heart is connected to all things and hold the whole planet and all those humans.
Send your love.
Breathe with us
Send your love.
See Israel, see Palestine. s
See that the ground beneath them is the same.
Send your love.
See the love of the planet reaching these hearts, see them waking up to their own divinity.
Our whole planet.
You can.
You can do this.
Your heart was made for this.
Send your wish for our connectedness.
Now begin to bring yourself back, knowing that you are always connected to all that is.
In your highest good, bring yourself back.
Breathe this golden light and love in through the top of your head and down through your crown, your third eye, your throat, make some noise on your out breath if you’d like to.
Breathe this light down into your heart.
See congruency, see healing for yourself.
Breathe down into your solar plexus,
Your womb, whether you are male or female breathe light into this space.
And breathe down into your root.
Feel yourself rooted into the Earth while you are simultaneously connected to the divine and all that is.
Breathing through the top of your head and into the Earth, feel your sit bones.
Feel your feet.
Flex your ankles.
We will make the sounds of three ohms with the intention that we are clearing and elevating the vibration of all.
Breathe in Gathering the light : Ohmmm
Breathe in Gathering the light : ohmmm
Breathe in gathering the light: ohmmm
So it is.
Thank you for your service to humanity and our planet
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Heart Gold
It’s really odd knowing that this is the year my Dad is going to die.
He’s in the throes of an alcoholic death from which my sisters and I cannot save him from, and from which he won’t let me save him from.
I feel I’m it doing wrong… I should be there more, be doing more. But… I can’t. My life lately is preventing it. Its kind of a blessing because the man won’t stop drinking, won’t shower, won’t let us help him anyway. And we have been unable to get the healthcare system to help either. So we are just sort of, horribly, angrily at times, numb at times, waiting for him to die.
And I know how bad that sounds.
Do your best not to judge us. There’s a lot of ins and outs and family dynamics in play, and the fact that he just WONT stop drinking, so healthcare people won’t touch him.I was so fucking mad at him tonight.
My sister called to say that he’s been drinking more, hasn’t showered STILL, it’s been literally months since I found him in bed in his house surround by vodka bottles and human shit and dog shit, food as well. And he still hasn’t showered. After we cleaned all his shit stained clothes and got him out of there to my little sisters house and now it sounds like he’s created the same situation in that location.
So mad.
He’s like a drunk, caged, child-age, dirty animal and I can’t see how this can change.
So my older sister had me call him, because now it’s possible he may have either had a stroke or possibly has a blood clot in his left calf.
So we three way call him. I’m a nurse so I assess the situation. He answers my questions. I give strict instructions on what to do and when to call me but that I can’t come right now as I have the outdoor adventure retreat I’m facilitating next week and I need to get that over with.
He says, “what are you retreating from?!”
I calmly explain “I’m not retreating Dad I’m holding a retreat for other women in the woods.” He says “don’t retreat! You gotta call it something else!”
I say, “well it’s actually called Rebirthing in nature but you probably won’t like that either.”He says, hysterically laughing now making me laugh cause he’s just loosing it, “ NO NO! Don’t RETREAT! You gotta ATTACK! ATTACK!”.
And it may not be funny to you, but shit I busted up and laughed hysterically with him!
Fuck.
I forgot how funny he is!
As I got off I immediately felt like, WHAM. That was a fucking blessing.
I had a stressful week, month, year… and god, did I need that laugh with my Dad.It of course broke me right on down.
I sobbed sitting there in my truck.
But I needed that too.I got to experience a clear piece of my father out of the shitty experience that we are in at the moment.
It made it gold for a minute. And reminded me like, this is LIFE! Right here!
His drinking himself to death IS life.
And even though I am Super tired of being brave, I’m gonna have to keep being brave.
And experience this with him as much as I can before he goes.I’ve been missing him my whole life and at this time while he’s declining I have felt for the first time that I can be myself with my Dad.
That I can tell him what’s in my heart. Be myself.That I can finally feel his love, as limited as his capabilities are.
Anyway I just wanted to remember this.
A moment.When his heart seemed to pierce through the veil to my heart in a joyous way.
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Blue
Really all it was
Was a staring into the sun
A twirling in ecstatic motion
A mind spun and a heart undone
But only for a moment
A moment of pure catapult ness into the ethers.
And pouf!
Gone.
We must have only been mistaken
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In the Spring
In the spring
When my heart is hung out to dry
Birds chirp in the budding lilac trees
And I crinkle my eyes in the sunshine
And feel grateful I can sleep with the windows wide
Cooling my skin
I clunk through the house farting around, intermittently happy and intermittently crumpled on the ground or in the leather chair or the bed, wondering if I’ll ever, ever be suitable again for human consumption.
There’s no room here for someone else and simultaneously too much fucking freedom and space and nothing to fill it with but me.
My heart.
Eyes and hands looking in
Growing… something.
It seems more precious than could have been baked before.
With you.
I am trying so hard here.
And trying to stop trying.
To let go
To surrender god dammit!
But I haven’t yet been able to stop.
Sitting in my chair with my bless-Ed broken foot, accidentally falling in love with you over and over again.
It’s gotta stop.
Cause here comes the Sun.