In preparation for Dios de los Muertos, I pulled out my two SoulCollage Death cards from the Council suit. This is called Death I: I am the one who one day will hear the owl call my name.
For those of you who read me from time to time, you've heard me say via my own spiritual director, Betsy Caprio, that for those of us who are in the last quarter of life, it's important to "dance with death." By this she means, become familiar with it. We tend to be less frightened of people, places and concepts we become intimate with.
The ofrenda is up and I have a journal group coming in to write tonight. Each person who feels comfortable doing so, will bring photos and/or memorabilia of their family and friends who have passed over. I'll post a photo tomorrow.
This card is called Death II: I am the one who sometimes loots from the past in times of cholera. Sometimes, and lately this tendency has been prevalent, I get stuck in memories of what was and forget what is. Sometimes it becomes necessary to let the past die so that sunflowers can grow. Sometimes I am the one who forgets what an absolutely gorgeous day this is because fear of bird flu, wars, corrupt politics, natural disasters and the slow death of our planet prevents me from being in the moment. Staying in the moment, which causes love not fear, is my greatest challenge in this part of my life.