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This oft-spoken statement rippled through my mind yesterday as I was with people whose daughter/niece/granddaughter had died 11 years ago, at age five, of a brain tumor. Throughout the day, I also chanced to speak with others who had either lost […]

  Today, as I sat on the exam table for my annual physical at my PCP’s office, I was speaking with the Physician Assistant. I have been going to this practice since moving back from Florida in 1993, so it […]

    Numbers. People. Lives lost. Families and communities torn apart. What do these all have in common? Suicide. In 2017,  47, 173 Americans died by their own hand.  1,4000,000 attempts were made. For some, these are simply statistics. For […]

Sometimes when I am out and about in the world, objects call to me to take them home with me. This heart…the red one was just such a thing. The price tag was all of $2.00 but the message is priceless. […]

A month or so ago, I began to notice a disturbing trend. My 60-year-old knees began to creak and groan, sometimes feeling as if they belonged to a marionette rather than a person; stiff and inflexible. Paradoxically, when I exercise […]

Yesterday a group of family, friends, and strangers to each other gathered in the sanctuary of an Episcopal church in New Jersey to bid farewell to someone dear to us. By the time the service was complete and we meandered […]

Like every year since I landed on the planet a bit more than 60 years ago, I have experienced joys and challenges, contentment and distress, pain and pleasure, what I thought I wanted and what I am ultimately glad I […]

From the moment we take our initial breath outside the womb, life proceeds along the inevitable journey to return us to the Source. Religious scholars and philosophers muse about what that looks like. For some, it is a Paradise beyond […]

As I have done for the past 20 years since my husband took his final breath in this incarnation, I use 12/21 as a day of recollection. Not to remain entrenched in the past, but to see how far I […]

  Twenty years ago this morning, I was waking up in a hospital family waiting room. Like every morning for the previous 5 1/2 weeks, I would rub my bleary eyes, that had likely only been closed for a few […]