Living forces honesty. Answers are seasonal, losing their sense precisely as they become scripture. You will die: this is the first meaning. The world around you seems to bear helpless witness to your wandering. Other people suffer in the same way, and yet this seems to increase loneliness. But you can welcome despair like gravity,…
It is a bit unusual for someone with a Ph.D. to go back to school, right? Yet, here I am. This is my first-week attending IUPUI’s Masters of Social Work program online. I don’t find my status odd or contradictory. Given my graduate work at the New School School for Social Research, a pursuit of…
This was week 2 of Yoga for Grief at the IU-Arnett Hospice in Lafayette, IN. Thank you to new and returning yoga friends. Yoga for grief can accompany each of Dr. William Worden’s four tasks of mourning: acceptance, processing, adjusting and finding a place for loss in new life. I am particularly interested in the…
To those who participated in our first session of yoga for grief (serving Lafayette IU Health Hospice Groups), THANK YOU. We explored basic breath, body and mind awareness as a way to notice and return to ourselves especially after loss. We started with a few easy standing stretches, seated breath awareness, guided meditation and guided…
Last weekend I had the joy of attending a certification training for the Grief Recovery Method. What a gift! I have to admit that I stepped into the training with trepidation and a healthy dose of skepticism. As a philosopher, I worried that the training would be a trite appeal to non-discursive subjective feelings. As…
The first response to the disapperance of the partner consists in the anxious attempt to find him again. The goose moves about restlessly by day and night, flying great distances and visiting places where the partner might be found, uttering all the time the pentratrating trisyllable long-distance call…..the searching expeditions are extended farther and farther…
“Emotional content needs a welcoming attitude; otherwise it will remain undigested, waiting to jump out at inopportune times.” As a hungry philosopher, you can see why the above quote would resonate with me. I’ve thought about digesting yummy tastes, good-for-you food and empowering nutrition. I hadn’t thought about a range “undigested emotions” from…
My very wise for her years niece, Farah recommended I read this book by Paul Kalanithi, When Breath Becomes Air, an account of his last days as a neurosurgeon, cancer patient, husband, son, father, writer and more. The urgent search for meaning is palpable in his words and reminds us that an awareness of death…
