THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: By Roger Seal, Spalding Quaker Meeting
“Smoke gets in your eyes” – one of the all time great songs, by any reckoning. Yet a bit strange; just think about the words: “when a lovely flame dies, smoke gets in your eyes”.
In some places people are starting up ‘Death Cafés’, where anyone can come and share their thoughts and ideas about dying and death
There’s no getting away from the fact that it is about the end, maybe of a love affair, maybe life itself, and the tears that follow. So it seems we are ready to sing about dying.
But talking about it – well, we have tended to avoid it, calling death the last taboo, like sex and politics used to be.
Yet I have a hunch that many of us would really like to bring the matter up. This is partly because there is actually no escaping it, sooner or later, so the sooner we can come to terms with it the better, before it bites us.
And partly we would do well to sort out the practicalities while we have still got our wits about us, rather than leave them to our next of kin.
In some places people are starting up ‘Death Cafés’, where anyone can come and share their thoughts and ideas about dying and death.
No-one touts for business or tries to push their beliefs, as religious figures, undertakers, medical people, etc, and there is no ‘party line’.
There is just a welcome, a willingness to listen and share – and tea and cakes!
I wonder whether Spalding folk would be interested in somewhere like that?