I do not mean to make light of the pain of loss we each feel when someone we care about has gone from us. Nay. But too much energy is spent on healing the grieving, asking them to move beyond the loss. So much so that the focus of death has changed from one of joy for the life spent with us to one of denial of that existence.
To that end, I speak out. My roots are that of an Irish Catholic. But I have also attend other Christian services for those of different ancestries. And I have experienced two vast extremes. The media portrayal of an Italian funeral, with the black clothing which is torn at in rage and pain, of the screams and shrieking wails, is, to my experience, very accurate. And very, very depressing. I much prefer the Irish way.
When my mother passed on, as with my paternal grandfather, family and friends gathered together after the funeral at a bar. (Strangely enough, the same bar though there was 30 years apart from the two events.) We ate; we drank; and we consoled each other. And then we began the celebration. To remember the person - the good and the terrible. To see the individual as others saw them. To know them better in death than perhaps we knew them in life. In such a way that they live on still, in our hearts and in the stories we shared.
I was not close to my mother. And some of the terrible stories I remembered, things done, changed in my mind as I heard how my siblings reacted to those same times. I was never close to her but feel that I understand her better now. And wish that I could have known her has they knew her. But that is not to be. But I still have their stories, and they have mine.
I don’t go to graveyards. I never have. I have never believed that the dead are there waiting to talk to us. I have found no solace or comfort sitting next to a cold stone, or standing over silent earth. It is my belief that the dead die from us only when we forget them. That is why legends live on, so that we might always remember.
But I digress. We need to begin a closure when we have felt a loss. A family member, a lover, a friend, an acquaintance, even a pet. All life needs to be recognized when it passes on that we may remember.
Death comes into our lives in many ways. It can be a loss we experience directly. It can be the loss experienced by a friend, an acquaintance, a coworker. It can be the loss of a celebrity whose works moved you in some manner. It can be the witnessing of death through an accident, or the fluttering wing of a bird passing beyond this life.
Death can be experienced by the hunter, as well as by the hunted. Death can be the loss of a being, or the loss of a relationship. Something has ended and will be no longer. But how we choose to remember the person, how we choose to deal with the loss, is as equally important as the life shared.
I will not provide you
with a ritual. That is something very personal, and very private.
What I can provide is some inspirational readings to assist you.
To give some guidance on how to deal with either your loss or that of another.
And to give you a guided journey to help you remember so that the dead
never die in your hearts.
Dealing With A Loss.
As I write this section, I must deal with my own loss - or rather a loss that I will be experiencing shortly. While many people have wished they could spend one more day with a person they have lost, I have been fortunate to have had today. And if I am blessed, there will be another day next week before he is gone.
Even now, I feel so much pain and yet I was granted the gift of one more day, a day in which we knew may very well have been our last. A day we spent doing the things we always did when we got together; a day of normalcy. Tears are falling as I write this; and more tears will come later after he is gone.
I write of this here because a lot of people I know become uncomfortable around the dying. They hide and shut away their emotions as if denying the end will somehow stay the inevitable. And in the end, they cheat both themselves and the dying out of "one more day." Should you find yourself in such a situation, always take the time for one more day. To be as you were with each other, and to say good-bye. Do not deny yourself of one last time to say the things that have been left unsaid; one last time to tell the person of what they have meant in your life.
Don’t close them off from humanity. Being there with them, creating and sharing memories, is not pity but kindness and love. It is the final gift to give someone who has been an important part of your life.
How I will miss him when he is gone.
But enough of this. His fate is with the gods now and I cannot do anything to change it. Indeed, what could I change? That he live through yet another heart attack, live through more pain? And how much more pain will others feel, knowing that he still lives only to die again?
Sorry. I’d better move on. But I wrote
of this so that you know that death can strike unexpectedly and with little
notice. For each person you care about, as you spend time with them,
treat that time as if it may be the last you’ll be together. For
all you know, it very well may be.
The Grief Process.
My perspective on this next section is with generalizations of American society. It is not intended to apply to other cultures, though it may apply for certain European countries.
What should you know about grief? To begin with, everyone experiences grief differently. Grieving varies depending upon the age of the person as well as the gender. It will vary depending upon lifestyle and whether there are those to turn to for support. As mentioned above, even religion and heritage will have an impact upon the grief process. Even the manner in which the death occurred will impact upon the process.
Surviving a loss becomes worse if the survivor was part of a couple. All of a sudden, relationships defined as being part of a couple are changed. Other couples become uneasy with the survivor. The survivor may have viewed others as friends when in fact the others considered themselves only friends of the person who has died. There is no longer a couple to interact with, and the survivor becomes isolated from a previous circle of friends and acquaintances.
With regard to gender, American society has placed a heavy burden upon the male population. Men aren’t allowed to show their feelings or even talk about them. Men aren’t supposed to cry. Men need to stand strong and carry on with business as usual. Men seem to be expected to pick up the pieces and move along, and are even sometimes encouraged to replace the person lost with someone new.
But women, especially older women, don’t have it much easier. Many older women have defined themselves by their relationship with the deceased. Things such as a shared song or a favorite place may trigger a flood of tears for no apparent reason. Women tend to withdraw from life while grieving, lost in their pain.
And grief is painful. And it follows a set pattern. Some of the steps the grieving person may move through quickly while they may become mired in other steps of the process. For some the process will not take long while others seem to be caught in it for the remainder of their days.
Grieving is a journey which we all take at certain points within our lives. As such, understanding the journey is important in helping to heal the loss whether it is your own loss or someone else’s. It is also important to realize that the grieving process can begin when the person is still living if they are known to be dying soon.
But the grieving journey is not a straight path. It twists and winds along, doubling back over steps already taken, sometimes missing this step to go here, but then bringing you back to the beginning. So while I note the steps of the grief process below, please recognize that these are the generalizations of the order and that your journey, or that of someone else, will be different.
The first step is shock. Someone is dying or someone is dead. Regardless of how you are told, it is still difficult to comprehend. Most people move quickly through this stage (usually minutes) and into the next stage. But others seem to be dazed and unfocused, and this condition can remain for several hours at least.
The next stage is denial. The person really isn’t dead (or dying); someone made a mistake. The person can’t be dead because the victim just saw them, spoke with them not long beforehand. The person just had a physical, or was really into caring for their body.
Next comes the feelings of guilt. Why is the victim alive and not the other person? Maybe if the victim had done something differently, or someone else had done something differently, the person would still be alive. Feelings of guilt also bring up unresolved issues. Depending upon those issues, this stage could take months to resolve.
Grief is a painful process to undergo. As part of the mind’s defenses, a sense of detachment sets in to allow the victim to heal and comprehend what has occurred. Don’t misconstrue this as the person having no feelings or that the journey is over. It is merely a resting time during the process as the mind seeks to protect and safeguard the victim.
But eventually resentment sets in. How could the person leave? Why did God do this? Who’s going to be there / do this, etc. for the victim? This becomes even more difficult to go through depending upon the unresolved issues as well as if there are financial matters or hidden issues that the victim must now deal with.
And then there is sorrow. Sorrow is a pain from the heart, a tearing of the soul. It is a deep affliction that, unfortunately, no one can take away or lessen. During this time, more so than any of the previous steps, a person is most likely to turn to drugs or alcohol as a way to relieve the pain.
And finally, there is acceptance. The person
has moved on, and it is time for the victim to move on. But notice,
I do not state it is a time for the victim to forget the person who has
died. This is not acceptance, but a form of denial. Acceptance
is the acknowledgment of a life shared that has since gone. It is
remembering the person, even feeling slight pains of sorrow, but knowing
that it is time to move forward with the life left.
What Can You Do For Someone Else?
Someone you know has suffered a loss. What
do you do now? Well, according to the greeting card industry, you
send a card. That’s nice … for a start. So, what should you
do:
Those are things you should do. But what
ever you do, please DON’T do any of the following:
What Can You Do For Yourself?
A Guided Journey
Settle in somewhere comfortable. Perhaps you'll want to go to a favorite spot that has special meaning for you. Where ever you are, be comfortable and at ease. Try to eliminate distractions and disruptions.
As with everything, begin by centering and grounding. While centering, take the time to listen to your needs, the pain experienced by your loss. Let it come forward and greet it as a trusted friend.
When you are ready, begin by simply focusing on a fond memory you have of the deceased. Remember all aspects of that time. Where were you, what did your surroundings look like? What color was the sky, what time of day was it? What did the deceased look like that day? What scents were in the air? Take the time to experience each sense - sight, sound, taste, touch, smell.
Experience and re-live as many of your senses as possible. And as you breathe, breathe in the essense of that moment. And remember the moment. As the moment fades, slowly allow your focus to change. But retain the essence of the moment within you.
Slowly shift your focus inward, to the essence you have retained. Feel it swirling and dancing within you, merging in and out of your being. And within the swirling matter, envision a small beacon of light beckoning you to it. Continue on within the swirling essence, going deeper within yourself towards the light.
As you continue, the light slowly becomes larger and brighter. You feel yourself drifting as if upon waves, being carried closed to the light. And all the while, the essence of the moment continues to dance around you, within and about you. As you approach the light, you feel the warmth of its radiance. The warmth embraces you and cloaks itself around you, much as a consoling mother's arms.
And within the light, you feel a pulling of the essence within you, calling it forward. Slowly, the embrace about you becomes a familar feeling. Without turning around, you feel the precense of the deceased holding you, calming you, being with you. And in that moment, your pain is stilled and you exist in the moment. Time and space have no meaning here; for all that has been and all that will be have merged into this one moment.
Breathe in the moment. Allow the energies
to flow to and from as you are healed and loved. But this time cannot
last forever, and so you slowly return focus back to yourself. But
as you close and return, the warmth of the light remains within your mind;
the love shared remains in your heart. And calmness prevails.
© 2001 Mother
