Comments on: When I Die I Want…

By: gene

gene — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:05:31 +0000

Well, how are you friend?? Been a long time! Have some catching up to do here Awesome topic/series.. Looking forward to reading the other instalments!!

There was a time that I knew exactly how I wanted to go, and what must happen etc etc etc.. But I’m not sure anymore!!

I am sure though that I want to be cremated.. There isn’t enough space on this earth left for all the humans, let alone all the graves, so cremation for me!! But my ashes? I do not know, thought maybe throw it in the sea, or somewhere in the bush, close to nature..
Still have to make up my mind about that one!!

To tell you the truth.. It feels like I’m being cremated as we speak!! It’s soooo soooo soooooo Hot here! Summer is crazy here… and how is your WINTER??? LOL
What I thought would happen is happening…I want winter back!! Please pass it along, tell Winter I miss it!! Hurry!!!

Hope you are doing well!!
she….no he!!!

By: Dorothy Stahlnecker

Dorothy Stahlnecker — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 21:14:23 +0000

Robin, and you think I’m gutsy…huh…you make me seem tame…what a wonderful mention and now I shall read everyone’s comments..sorry I’ve been away…hugs to you my friend..

Dorothy from grammology
grammology.com

By: Robin Easton

Robin Easton — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:53:29 +0000

Dear David, Wow!! This is a remarkable story. I was just floored reading it, riveted! I know that it comes from your heart because that is the only way you know how to share. I also know that you never share things like this lightly or glibly. So in light of that I am very moved that you took the time to tell this story. I also knew at 4 years old that I would meet my first husband. I even described him to my sister when we were 4 and 5 years old. I recognized him the moment I met him. Life is such a delightfully mysterious thing. David, something I see over and over in your writing and on your site, is your ability for great trust in life, in death, in all things. I’ve noticed this about you many times and find it very touching. You have the ability to embrace a lot, to ponder a lot, to feel a lot and it’s reflected very much in your poems. I hope you will continue to write them dear friend. Hugs Across Eternity. (As I think all things are eternal.)

By: Robin Easton

Robin Easton — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:38:25 +0000

Dear David, this made my laughed and smile and touched me very much because it is as human as you are. Love the Beethoven’s 9th!! And the part about bliss is very real for me. And as we once talked about, I believe we can experience this while we are living. Something I wrote yesterday: “I once let go so completely that I became part of every other thing. It was like the Big Bang of “let go(s)” for me. I’ve never been the same since. (From this experience) I have merged with something so completely that I’ve become it. I seem able to simply let go and feel my way into the world I (with my whole being). I commune with something so vast that I walk around in a constant state of “love affair with”, and it never leaves, even when my life is hard or stressed. It allows me to embrace so much, to be SO vast and unafraid. I think it has something to do with surrender.” I love how you have written about this expanding place several times in your poetry or posts. I find it very beautiful. Dear dear David, I also chuckled over: “It will be a great opportunity for some of the grandchildren to take a cool ride in a sailboat.” The magical little boy is still very much alive in you. Hugs Across the Stars, Robin

By: Robin Easton

Robin Easton — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:25:13 +0000

Dear Chrissy, I laughed my head off over this!! I’d never heard it and am so joyous that you shared it. It is just the kind of thing kids love and oddly aren’t disturbed by it in the way adults often are. Most kids, if they aren’t crushed or heavily conditioned are just as fascinated by Death as they are by Life. What I love about them is that place few or no judgments on either Life or Death. I think that is GRAND!! Thank you for making me erupt into laughter.

By: Robin Easton

Robin Easton — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 18:22:03 +0000

Dear Liara, YES! Absolutely. I agree with you and will touch on this in part five of this series. This is a reality I came to in the Australian rainforest.

By: Liara Covert

Liara Covert — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 17:51:58 +0000

Another view is you never die. The physical body, perceptions of life and death are illusions. The real you is somethign to be rediscovered beyond all that. It is core consciousness and every being is expanding back into what they have temporarily forgotten.

By: Chrissy

Chrissy — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 14:13:47 +0000

I have always told everyone to cremate me and put the ashes in a nice suitable spot….and have a drink in remembrance.
The one thing I did rememebr was my son had a bit of a fixation of death about the age of five…and I taught him this song, a couple of verses!

Have you ever thought as a hearse goes by
That one of these days you’re bound to die
Haha ha he hehe, how happy we shall be.

The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out
they crawl in thin and they crawl out stout
Haha ha he hehe, how happy we shall be

Your eyes fall in and your guts fall out
Your brains come trickling down your snout
haha ha he hehe, how happy we shall be
… and so on!
I think you get the idea, baaaaad mother!

By: David

David — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 13:20:33 +0000

How do I want to die? What should be done with the leftovers? Well, lets see. . . I want to die in a comfortable bed with all the ones I love around me. I would hope there would be some wonderful music playing perhaps Beethoven’s 9th or some of the music you might find at my blog Virginia Breeze. And I would like to experience Bliss one more time only differently in the sense that it would just continue to expand until it encompassed everything. No more coming back down to earth. We are going for the big ride this time and the leftovers can be burned and spread over the Chesapeake Bay. It will be a great opportunity for some of the grandchildren to take a cool ride in a sailboat.

By: David

David — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 12:41:46 +0000

My wife and I had some intuitive moments early in our relationship when we realized we had been together very early in the 20th century. It was a much different relationship then. She was my mother and I was a small child who soon sickened and died. A few years later she died as well. She was a painter. So sad but there is always a silver lining and we missed WWI, The Depression and WWII. In the early fifties we were both born again in much more secure circumstances. She grew up in Virginia and I grew up in Massachusetts. The fifties were, well, the fifties and not much happened but I can remember one day thinking that I would find a wife someday down in the South near the coast. And so my path turned this way. We hope to visit a small town in N. Carolina someday where the exists a small graveyard. Some of my wife’s mother’s relatives are buried there. There is a mother and little boy as well. This woman is my wife’s great grandmother. They have shared much in common including the same wonderful soul. Here in Richmond there is a painting of a large dark tree in the living room of my wife’s mother. It was done by my wife in her earlier life. I enjoy sitting and contemplating it sometime when things are quiet.
One day I was doing this when I lifted up my eyes from that shadowy tree of death and contemplated my Father who makes it all possible. I understood that I should fear no evil for He is always with me in both the bleakest and most wonderful of times. Death is just a forgetting of some things and a remembering of others.