I am two months into the local Death Cafe. I'd heard of the movement, but assumed it was a Portland or Austin thing...no way. It's at the Bohemian Grange Hall! The idea started in England (same place where Hospice started...are the Brits more touchy-feely than I imagine?) One of the "rules" is that tea and cake be served at all meetings. Another is that it is monitored to stay on track and not turn into a support group, grief therapy, or educational workshop. It is discussion-driven and casual. The subjects, under the singular and taboo umbrella of Death, are as varied as the attendees, and are always interesting.
My take-away has been the same thing both times...if I am to have a "good death", I need to start paying attention to my life. And the connections I make now and as my life unfolds. And the work I do. And the intention with which I do it. And my relationships...and how I nurture them. A tall order indeed.
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