Why is it that so many friends are undergoing life-altering illness and a close relationship with death and dying?

     As one very wise 70 year old physician said to me, regarding his much loved wife who was dying of a rare form of cancer, "I know it's not forever. This is normal. Life ends. It's just so much harder than I expected it to be."

     I ask myself. So, is it normal to die? Yes, I answer.

Is it normal to become ill and suffer? Yes, I answer. Is it normal for things to end? Yes, I answer. Is it normal to have pain? Yes, I answer. Is it normal to be stressed about it, anxious and unhappy? NO. NO. NO.

     Although, perhaps I am wrong. "Normal" means most frequently found among the population, not right or wrong, or good or bad. And most likely, most people are stressed and anxious and afraid when confronted with grave illness and dying.

     I think there is another way. I strive to be more like my physician friend, to learn to be mindfull of whatever comes my way. That means to me that I fully let myself be aware of what it is that is happening to me or to someone that I love. That I let myself feel whatever goes along with that, be it pain, sadness, fear, anger... and just be curious about what those emotions are about. That also means to me that I can also be grateful, curious, joyous as I notice other things that are simultaneously happening - a sunny yellow day, the gorgeous show that white roses, purple geraneums, pink phlox, and brand new spring green shoots of tall grass provide for us at this time of year. Hearing birds loudly chirp, bees drinking their flower nectar as they buzz around a garden, planting tomatoes with the hope of eating red ones next month, watering and fertilizing with organic matter and good intentions. 

     Being in the present moment with whatever life brings our way, without judging, negating, complaining can be a wonderfully freeing experience.

     Another dear friend is very ill with a form of cancer that requires ongoing chemotherapy for the rest of her life, which debilitates her three weeks out of four. she sleeps when she needs to, when her energy doesn't let her get out of her house. But when she can, she pushes herself to paint her wonderful abstracts that still win first place in local art shows, and enjoys the parties to which is always invited to as the charming artist and asset to any gathering along with her loving, supportive, constant husband. She lives a mindfully meditative life too. 

     To cope with these terrible, normal life events take courage and perspicacity, yes of course. But it also takes practice where you can get it. And where you can get it is to meditate mindfully every day. To take time out of your boring, or difficult, or busy life, and just spend 20-30 minutes BEING STILL. The nourishment and skill that is garnered through this practice becomes the fodder for well-being and peace that aids in limiting the anxiety and stress that life's unwanted gifts ultimately present to each of us.

All the best,

Dr. Rita