tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-741227658356358863.post3053280978696555366..comments2023-09-21T09:49:28.326-07:00Comments on Fierce Dandelions: Languaging Death and DyingNathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13920234350446745482noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-741227658356358863.post-72780762135989346932009-08-09T23:06:07.896-07:002009-08-09T23:06:07.896-07:00Nice post by you & the Dalai Grandma! I was w...Nice post by you & the Dalai Grandma! I was watching a little clip with Leonard Cohen and Canadian interviewer Jian Gomeshi (sp?) and he asked Cohen if you was afraid of dying. Cohen's answer was that he wasn't afraid of death but the prelude. It seemed a good, honest answer to me because when you stop and stare your own death in the face my experience has been just that. It is ZenDotStudiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06051368546505731081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-741227658356358863.post-31335931775384113092009-08-09T15:55:19.692-07:002009-08-09T15:55:19.692-07:00Yes, yes yes! I think it should be required that ...Yes, yes yes! I think it should be required that everyone go and volunteer at a hospice for a time. Death is right there, for better or worse, and you have no where to hide. I highly recommend it if you can spare the time.<br /><br />In my own brief experience with a possible dire diagnosis (fortunately did not really pan out), one of my first thoughts was "oh jeez, I am NOT going to be Robynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06391086267728343589noreply@blogger.com