On Friday night, a 100 year old woman died while my hand was on her chest. I was giving her Reiki while I assessed her breathing and comfort. There were clear physical signs that she was very close to death, so, after I had enough information to be assured of her comfort, I paused my assessment and gave her my full presence. Her whole body relaxed as I forfeited the more technical and medical components of my role. I told her, silently in my head, “It’s okay to go.”

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And she went.

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Sometimes I worry about the effect my weird work schedule has on my social life, but I can’t think of anything more connected to community than having the privledge of escorting someone with a century’s worth of human experience out of this world.

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This is the second visit I’ve had like this in the last week. There must be something about my energy that whispers the promises of surrender into the room. Years of doing this work, my own personal experiences with death and the energy work I practice all support me in being a conduit of peace for those I am fortunate enough to care for.

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I think I’ll leave “people die when I touch them” off of my online dating profile for now  — but I happen to believe that those who are very in touch with death make the best lovers — you’ll never find someone with a true depth of presence who isn’t also intimately aware of the Life/Death/Life nature of all things.

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The ones who live life like breath lives in the body are most definitely the very best kissers 😉

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