Some thoughts on death and dying

[dawnd]

This was written in response to a piece elsewhere, in which the author was talking about the recent death of their mother. I decided I wanted to keep the response for myself, since I include a bunch of stuff about my own journey with my mom’s decline into dementia and her waning years

Comments

[dawnd]

Thanks. I appreciate it. Yeah, the religious thing is just so … crappy. I moved into Paganism decades ago, and these days I think of myself as more of an agnosto-pagan. I definitely don’t believe in the God of my mother. I believe that there is something greater than ourselves (like, a whole damn universe!) but I am absolutely not convinced that there is any entity that gives a crap about any of us personally. I like to honor the earth, the seasons, and to behave in a loving and kind way. I want to work toward peace and equity and justice for all people. I don’t know what I - or we - don’t know. As long as people are ok with those things, and don’t try to tell me what to believe or not, they can believe whatever they want. But when they cross the line into shaming me or controlling me or others in the name of some god/dess/es… well I’ve got no patience for that. And I have no patience for justifying treating other people badly, or supporting systemic racism/injustice because “that’s what the Bible/God” tells us to do.” That’s BS.

“Why can’t we all just get along???”

Thanks for your comments and hugs. ((Hugs)) right back

[dieppe]

If I were to be "religious" of any sort it would be more pagan. Acknowledging solstices and equinoxes, and the seasons of the earth. Or hell, maybe worship the sun because all energy for life comes from there in the first place. ;)

Also I am a huge fan of religions that aren't trying to continually convert people. Judaism, paganism, wicca... I've never had those people knock on my door.

But anyway yeah, in the end I think most of us all try and become better. So hang in there and everything good!