Now two years later I realize that I am just never going to find the time to lay it all out. Frankly, if I had been able to go to school, I think my focus would have been this topic. But since I'm a frazzled, hurried, all of my life is a blur mom, I think I'll only be able to say all I want to say in segments.
We'll start with a film.
If you were all in in my class I would say it is required viewing for all students.
Here a link to the PBS synopsis and in case you're still living in the dark ages of Blockbuster's new release or nothing selection I'm also linking to Netflix, where it is actually available on their instant watch menu. So you can watch it right now and never even leave your chair.
Here is a clip and a link to the rest of an L.A. times piece.
So my two much for one post, multi-blog rant in a nutshell is, the process of birth and death are are so deeply rooted into our subconscious minds that hiring both of these out to professionals and having no part in the process of either is of great detriment to our emotional well being.
No one even wants to think about either one of them and yet these are the only two things we have in common with every person who has ever lived.
Oh yeah -I got a lot of ranting to do.
Crying and DiggingReclaiming the realities and rituals of deathFor centuries in America, we tended to our dead. People died at home, and relatives prepared the body, laid it out in the parlor and sat by as callers paid final respects. The body was buried in the family cemetery, if there was one, or on the back 40; pieties were spoken, and life went on until the next person died. Death, if not a welcome visitor, was a familiar one. This changed, incrementally, during the Civil War, when others were paid to undertake the job of transporting the bodies of soldiers killed far from home; this is when formaldehyde as an embalming agent was first used. But it was only 100 years ago that we began routinely to hand over our dead to the undertakers. Soon the gravely ill as well were deemed too taxing, and moved to hospitals to die. Within decades, what had for millennia been familial responsibilities were appropriated by professionals.
"People think we're not emotionally capable, let alone physically capable, of carrying this out," says Jerri Lyons. "Well, what were we doing before when we weren't supposedly able to take care of people?"