The last time I blogged here my mother had passed away. It’s been a year since my younger brother passed away suddenly and totally unexpected. He had guided my mother through her passing the year before. He was a crisis care Hospice nurse and he was good at it. His life’s work was guiding people toward that unknown path. I would guess that he guided literally hundreds of people through their last journey.
When it came his time, he didn’t have a Guide. He didn’t need one. He took off without waiting for a Guide…it was a familiar path for him. He took off totally alert, watching the process and I’m sure that’s the way he would have wanted it.
I wish I would have had more time to discuss his death and dying experiences during his career. What I do know is that he talked about “the mystery” and that there are no answers until you walk the Path yourself. He seemed okay with the mystery of it all. What I’m trying to learn from him is to accept that some things are just unknown to us and to be content with just being in awe of the mystery. Working on it….Still miss him everyday.
The Retired Seeker 
i’m touched by your sad reflection.
as a hospice volunteer
i’m aware of this priviledge,
the living, the dying, the joy, the regret.
may your calm breath offer relaxation
along with time in nature.