We thought you would enjoy spending time with Paula. We like her authenticity, and her communication is clearly from the heart. We count her among our circle of friendship, as her vibration is about the same ranks as you...
Now we will let Paula enjoy listening to our next guest with you.
If you are Asian, there is a clue in the photo above about Caitlin. She is our guest who talks about something unavoidable in life, and with tongue in cheek we say to you, 'it's not the taxes!'
Relax, let us pour you a second cup, and let's listen to what Caitlin has to say:
Wasn't that empowering? At the end of life there is so much unsaid, unspoken.
Wouldn't you imagine, that, if someone were to want to control a large number of people, wouldn't it be easier to control the walking wounded (emotionally) than the walking intact (emotionally)? And what better way there is than to take away the traditions, customs of end of life away from the people, sanitizing it, and making it cost lots of money?
One of the most intimate things, Carla ever did with me, Ross, was to tend to my body. My face was like hamburger from, (polite cough), 'the accident', and her tears were flowing as she did her best to rearrange my face to something that was recognizable. There were two rituals and washings. The first was with my mother, according to the traditions of our ways.
The second, Carla stole away, and came to me, saying she 'wished to spend some time alone'...
Instead she instituted our plan.
Carla did the rituals according to our training in India which are not what most of the people in India do. It was only for the select, the few, the philosophers and mystics, with whom I had trained. With blind faith Carla did everything I had taught her to do, just in case of this exact situation.
For I knew how to animate and reanimate a body. Through meditation I could leave it at will. I just needed a 'calling card' to find my way back in.
From our studies at home, just between me and Carla, she learned what I taught her, what the men were not willing for a woman to learn, I taught! And Carla buttoned her lip and was very quiet the whole time I was studying. I was studying for US and not for ME, although that is as it would appear.
Our plan was a little elaborate.
What is yours to do with your loved ones?
Have you thought about it?
Is there a sign you have both agreed upon to use to communicate after death?
What are your wishes?
Carla, who is afraid of fire, never wants to be cremated! She wants, at the end of life, a long time to say goodbye to her family and friends. She doesn't mind being hooked on a ventilator if that is what her family needs to come to terms with her goodbye. She says let them water me like a vegetable garden! I don't mind! Not one bit.
Although, for others, they would want it to be quick, not to suffer, and to be as painless as possible.
There is room for this and for everything in between.
So in going back, we love Caitlin for her gift to bring humor and enlightenment to the end of life.
We want you to get thinking about it now, before it's too late. Talk about it. Let your friends and loved ones know if you would like to donate your organs for transplant patients. Let them know if you want 'heroics' or not at the end of life (just let me pass quietly!). Be daring and let people know if you would rather take the pills than face the bitter end in agony.
All of this is good.
I think you would agree that Caitlin is helping others to find their voice, to regain their power, and to take back from the industrial complex what is rightfully their own--the dignity and the connection--for those few precious hours to say goodbye, in their own way, before picking up the phone and letting the funeral home take the body away.
Carla's mother did, with her father. She spend the night with him one last time, him on his side of the bed, and she in hers, as his body grew cold. She wanted to be in his presence and have have one last 'almost normal' time before her life was changed forever and she was alone. The funeral home gave a window and she chose the last minute available in that window so she could spend her time talking, caring, and looking at her now deceased husband...of almost fifty years!...one last time. To make her memories.
clap! clap!
This is enough for today.
Wait until you see our next guest for tomorrow! It will give you the shivers! So brave and calm our next guest is!
Would you like some more biscuits?
How do you feel about death and Caitlin's views? Hmmmm? How fascinating!
Aloha and mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,
Ross and Carla
The Couple who are very much in Love.
