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Sunday, October 3, 2010

Personal Death Concepts

This is an assignment required for my psychology class which asked 10 specific questions such as why was I born, what is the meaning of death in general, do you feel fear or anxiety  over your own death, and does contemplating death case you to live differently, etc.


Lauren Ide
PSY 156 Understanding Death and Dying
Professor Newell
Fall 2010

I believe that I was born to learn, to grow, to experience physical sensations, and to fulfill a purpose.  In my personal belief system my Spirit, my unique and perpetual essence, made a conscious choice to be born to my parents during this time and place in order to interact with specific people and to have specific experiences.   This belief extends to my understanding of the meaning of life in general: to have experiences, to gain knowledge and perspective, and to create.  I know that I am here to experience the rush of adrenaline-laced thrill, the agony of heart-wrenching grief, and the elation of new and lasting love.  Emotions and sensations don’t necessarily need to be understood only allowed and experienced.
During periods of introspection I have come to some understanding of my life’s purpose.  With the above stated belief of experience and a general meaning of life, I also believe it is my responsibility to seek specific experiences that call to me as well as to peacefully allow experiences that are out of my control.  I have gained an awareness of the personal satisfaction I receive when I am in service to my concept of higher power and to others.  Helping others by creating a sense of safety, mutual understanding, and kindness fills my heart with joy.  With practice I have also learned that I am also fulfilled when I create a similar healing environment for myself. I know that along with life’s purpose to simply BE, it is my path to engage in compassionate service to God, Goddess, and Universe.
Death is a transition to a difference plane of existence.  It is, and that is it’s meaning.  It is easy to see examples of transition in the world around us: winter giving way to the new life of spring is just as important to the seasonal year as the apparent “death” of vegetation during the dark winter months.  Although many who find death uncomfortable may often misunderstand this idea, death is a normal and healthy consequence of life.  The Spirit’s experience of death and the transition to the next plane is an important part of the collection of experiences in this life.
While I believe that my death will, like all deaths, have a ripple effect that will affect my loved ones and those close to them, my death will have the most meaning to me.  In keeping with my belief system of gaining experiences, my personal death experience may or not be the most important or memorable opportunity to gain perspective.  I wish a conscious death, one with awareness understanding of each phase of this “greatest transition.”
I hold a strong belief that what makes us “us” is a Spirit, an ethereal energy that resides here on this plane and in this “body suit” temporarily before moving on to what’s next.  All things are impermanent, including this physical body and this life.  Impermanent too is the experience of the Spirit in the next plane.  I believe that for a time the “I” that is me will cease to exist as I become one with the Divine.  After an indeterminate amount of time, because time isn’t linear only our perception of it is, then my Spirit will most likely again choose to be reborn into another body and another time and place to continue to grow, learn and experience.
I live with chronic illness and it happens to be the exact same diagnosis that my mom had, who passed at ago 56.  Because of this, as well as my own desire to connect with Spirit, I’ve spent a great deal of time studying my own anxieties and concerns about the deaths of my loved ones as well as time in self-examination about my own death experience. With my strong spiritual belief in Divine order and meaning, I have alleviated much of my anxiety.  I believe that there are reasons for everything and even though I may never know or understand what those reasons are, I am comfortable knowing that there is a greater purpose.  I do still have some discomfort and anxiety around the idea of a quick end such as a car accident or other violent death, but I work with the idea that whatever my experience is, then that is what is supposed to be.  I honestly don’t know how to make it through my day without the idea that there is a power greater than myself supporting me and guiding me towards my purpose and for the Highest Good. 
I was raised Roman Catholic, baptized, communed, and confirmed, although materialist science was also taught in my childhood home.  A perfect example was when my mom explained to me that I couldn’t take the Bible too literally and even though it states that the earth was created in 6 days (Genesis 1:1-31), that each of those “days” could mean an epoch or an era.  She would then use this as a teaching opportunity to explain geology or pre-history.  Today I understand the power in ritual, chanting and mantras, prayer, incense, etc, but I choose to use those tools to focus my consciousness and to connect to the Divine Source without a prescribed set of dogmatic beliefs.  I believe it is more important to have a personal and intimate connection to God/Goddess/Universe that feels true in my heart than to behave according to the rules of human intercessors.  
The experience of introspection and contemplation throughout my lifetime has led me to make different choices than I would have if I had continued with the same belief system as my family of origin.  I learn and practice present-focus, I live in the now and I do it right here, because it is only the present that matters.  While I have held these beliefs for many years, my active daily practice has improved since I received a diagnosis earlier this year that is not immediately life threatening but is life shortening.  Every moment and every action matters, every word I speak holds weight and power, and since I don’t know if I will have a chance to right a wrong, I make every effort to do it right the first time.  I make choices that others might view as risky, and I do it because I place a high value on having the experience, on surviving or completing a task or an ordeal.  I’ve jumped out of a perfectly good airplane, I ride a motorcycle, I am working on my Bachelor’s Degree and next year I’m moving to San Francisco to live near the ocean.  I don’t intend to wait for a physician to tell me I have limited time in this body to change my ways of living and interacting or to do something I’ve always wanted to do.  I already know that time is limited so I’m doing it now.  And if I don’t get to it this time around, time is also infinite so I know I’ll have another chance on my next turn around the wheel.
“Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things that we did not do that is inconsolable.”  Sidney J. Harris

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Not Quite Flu-ey

But sadly I think I might be getting there.  I've had strange muscle soreness in both quads over the last two days and zero physical or mechanical use reason for the soreness.  The *only* thing that may possibly have affected it is that where I was housesitting was a single story and my room here at home is on the second floor.  But it's not like I'm doing stairs or something, I'm using the same precautions I always use and I'm not taking the stairs any more often than usual. 

At work today I looked up the muscle weakness association between the quads and the small intestine meridian according to a Touch for Health book. www.touch4health.com A small intestine involvement isn't unusual for me, considering Celiac Disease, but I don't understand why now.  Even since the incident in Sedona where my legs gave out on me and I had PEMS for 5+days...and it was almost 2 weeks til my legs felt completely reliable, I've been super cautious to stop before overexerting.  

Tonight I feel weepy, have the teeny beginnings of a sore throat, and my cervical nodes are swollen.  All of this points to feeling flu-ey, the collection of flu-like symptoms that is pretty common...

sigh.

There are two variables that I see at the moment.  I just finished my week long course of colloidal silver on Sunday, also the same day that I came back here to the house after about 10 days housesitting.  While I stopped in here to take a nap, I wasn't here for more than a couple of hours.  Is it the silver that was helping me to feel that much better that two days later I'm feeling icky?  Is it the environment here? the smoke?  

I'm only here until next week Friday, and I'm going to Tucson this weekend for BCD.  I can pick up some more silver tomorrow and resume that Tx to see if it help me improve again.  Part of me is really hoping that with the move I'll experience some sort of superb improvement in my health status.  Really, I'd be ok with less than particularly superb, but I'm going for something better.  I've never felt as poor in my health as I have this past year.   I am particularly sensitive to my environment, what if there's some mold here that combined with the smoke has been negatively affecting my health?  And to note again, while my health has been on a slow but steady decline with spurts of remission and symptoms for many years, there was a significant increase in symptoms when I moved here to Phoenix.  That's when the severe hives got so bad I needed prednisone. I don't seem to have huge improvement with 7-10 days away from Phoenix in California, but perhaps that takes longer.  I won't know until I move, but there is that possibility.   I moved in September of 2006 and the terrible hives started in January of 2007.  

Some thoughts. 

So I'm putting myself to bed early.  Night all.