The Petri Dish of Courage -The Sunday Collage
I love talking to my sister. She and I have a shared experience. What came of that shared experience would mark us for most of our lives. We accept that. Once in awhile, my sister delivers an "Aha" moment for me. The two of us were chatting yesterday, when my sister in typical counter-culture fashion, proclaimed that Kubler Ross's five stages of grief were complete horse shit. This is the mythical nonsense that Americans come to accept simply because it is the opinion of some credentialed nut looking to sell books. Those 5 stages of grief are denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. As my sister spoke, I began to think about all of the death I have experienced within my family and friends and within my profession. I realized that my sister was right. We had a cousin commit suicide last fall, a father in law who died under mysterious circumstances, and the older we get- the more deaths the deaths accumulate. My model might be anguish, sorrow, a sense of loss