Making Friends With Death

Remembering The Sacred Wisdom Of Our Mother

Making friends with death is a return to the arms of our Mother

The more we open to receive her love in life, the more we can surrender to her love in death            

Throughout my life an overarching theme has been transforming mine, and the collective relationship with taboo aspects of life. The focus on these aspects coincided with how strongly they were woven into a phase of life that was upfront and center for me. As a young adult, after becoming a chef, my life turned towards transforming relationship with food, followed by transforming relationship with sexuality, the natural world, Mother Earth, and the feminine nature banished to the underworld and shadows. Along with the overall theme of transformation, walking side by side was remembering the wisdom of our Mother, and finding my way back to her. My work through Divine Nourishment is a reflection of that journey.

Now that I am in my seventies, there are two aspects of life that has my attention. Transforming my relationship with love, and death itself. And, how they are woven together, in the very fabric of our natural world. This exploration is what is actually making this life phase as an elder feel ALIVE and exciting for me, as I weave my walk with death throughout my life into the death of my body. I hadn’t realized until recently it has all been a lifelong journey of my return to the Mother, as I have experienced the multitude of deaths of the old paradigm within me. As much as it seems like a linear journey, the reality is it is all integrated and woven into the cyclical nature of our Mother’s wisdom.

Embracing my deepening relationship with death and love is especially exciting for me, considering we are all going through the death of the old paradigm, and have had to recognize our collective fear of death. I have become aware it is the fear of death that has a destructive influence on our world and relationship with love, and not death itself. Once again I turn to the wisdom of our Mother to guide me.

I am devoting energy to the conversation that supports the transformation that reweaves death back into the sacred tapestry of life and love, doing what I love doing the most, especially as an elder; having rich, deep, transformative conversations with those who love doing the same.

Death is not something that happens just at the end of life, but is intricately woven into it. If we are to hold life as sacred, we must hold death as sacred.