"They say, ninety-one years old, it can't be helped. Almost they don't care, he's so old." These words appear on the first page of Autumn Light: Season of Fire and Farewells. They are the words of Hiroko, Pico Iyer's wife, who calls him from Japan to tell him her father is dying. When we think … Continue reading A Meditation on Dying — Autumn Light: Season of Fire and Farewells by Pico Iyer
I was so excited about Housekeeping that I suggested, or rather insisted, my 11 year old read it. She read about four pages and said it was too confusing. I could not let it end there as I felt this was a book she would like. "Why is it too confusing?" I asked. She said … Continue reading Housekeeping by Marilynne Robinson
In short, My Bright Abyss is structured loosely as short prose entries, which include Wiman's poetry and the poetry of other poets, and his life experiences nested together as expressions of his thoughts on religion.
Notice Joan Halifax does not say we need religion; rather she writes we need a "spiritual practice". The emphasis is on practice; it must be practiced each day in order for it to work when we need it most.
As a pastoral care worker for my parish I visit parishioners who are in assisted living facilities, and nursing homes. What strikes me each time I go on a pastoral visit is not just the vast differences in living conditions at some of the institutional housing, but, and perhaps even more than the differences relating … Continue reading What does it mean to live when we are aging or when we are dying?