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	<title>Comments on: Ruminations on Dying, Death and Afterlife</title>
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		<title>By: Donald Engstrom-Reese</title>
		<link>http://wildhunt.org/blog/2008/05/ruminations-on-dying-death-and.html/comment-page-1#comment-1745</link>
		<dc:creator>Donald Engstrom-Reese</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 13:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Macha,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thank you so much for your post. My deepest condolences. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As you know, I have also tended the deaths of beloveds. I am still amazed a the golden child stage of death that many folks enter just before they die.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I still do not know much about where we travel too. I too have only gone as far as the living are allowed to go while traveling with the dying.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The one thing that has been present on all of these journeys, is &#039;love beyond all reason&#039;. A love beyond my full comprehension fills me completely. It fills all that surrounds me. It shimmies and shakes my whole being. I am never the same when I come back home. Yes, I am still awash with grief. But, the &#039;love&#039; is still palpable in every breath I take, every step I make. I am often aware of the sheen of this &#039;love&#039; infusing my day to day life.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I must say, I do love going to the parties thrown at the Roadhouse of the Dead. But, I still ache for the taste, feel, smell, sight, voice of my beloveds almost every day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;May we all, the living and the dead, dare to dwell in beauty, balance and delight.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Macha,</p>
<p>Thank you so much for your post. My deepest condolences. </p>
<p>As you know, I have also tended the deaths of beloveds. I am still amazed a the golden child stage of death that many folks enter just before they die.</p>
<p>I still do not know much about where we travel too. I too have only gone as far as the living are allowed to go while traveling with the dying.</p>
<p>The one thing that has been present on all of these journeys, is &#8216;love beyond all reason&#8217;. A love beyond my full comprehension fills me completely. It fills all that surrounds me. It shimmies and shakes my whole being. I am never the same when I come back home. Yes, I am still awash with grief. But, the &#8216;love&#8217; is still palpable in every breath I take, every step I make. I am often aware of the sheen of this &#8216;love&#8217; infusing my day to day life.</p>
<p>I must say, I do love going to the parties thrown at the Roadhouse of the Dead. But, I still ache for the taste, feel, smell, sight, voice of my beloveds almost every day.</p>
<p>May we all, the living and the dead, dare to dwell in beauty, balance and delight.</p>
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		<title>By: thorn</title>
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		<dc:creator>thorn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember seeing Raven float out of his body... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thanks for the priestessing you do. You will be in my thoughts on Saturday.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember seeing Raven float out of his body&#8230; </p>
<p>Thanks for the priestessing you do. You will be in my thoughts on Saturday.</p>
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		<title>By: Barbara</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barbara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My condolences to you and your family on your loss, and many blessings to your mother on her journey.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My condolences to you and your family on your loss, and many blessings to your mother on her journey.</p>
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		<title>By: HR Mitchell</title>
		<link>http://wildhunt.org/blog/2008/05/ruminations-on-dying-death-and.html/comment-page-1#comment-1739</link>
		<dc:creator>HR Mitchell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Peace to her on her passing and comfort to those she left behind.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As always, Macha, you craft beautiful tributes to those who have passed or are in transition from this world to the next, whereever that may be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Peace to her on her passing and comfort to those she left behind.</p>
<p>As always, Macha, you craft beautiful tributes to those who have passed or are in transition from this world to the next, whereever that may be.</p>
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		<title>By: Riverwolf</title>
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		<dc:creator>Riverwolf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 17:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wishing you peace as you grieve for your mother. Yet how wonderful that you were able to be with her and how thoughtful that you brought in her favorite painting. It may have brought comfort to her. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I certainly don&#039;t have any wisdom to add on the subject of physical death but only wanted to say thanks for the wonderfully written post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wishing you peace as you grieve for your mother. Yet how wonderful that you were able to be with her and how thoughtful that you brought in her favorite painting. It may have brought comfort to her. </p>
<p>I certainly don&#8217;t have any wisdom to add on the subject of physical death but only wanted to say thanks for the wonderfully written post.</p>
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		<title>By: Julia</title>
		<link>http://wildhunt.org/blog/2008/05/ruminations-on-dying-death-and.html/comment-page-1#comment-1737</link>
		<dc:creator>Julia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for writing this. My husband I will ponder what picture we would want at the foot of the bed as we look into eternity.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for writing this. My husband I will ponder what picture we would want at the foot of the bed as we look into eternity.</p>
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		<title>By: deborah oak</title>
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		<dc:creator>deborah oak</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Macha. I continue to feel it was one of the great privileges of my lifetime to witness you helping Raven cross. I too, saw the painted toenails,and felt my awe in your fearlessness in taking Raven close. I am so glad to know you on this side of the veil. It&#039;s helped me trust crossing over to the other when my time comes. Your mother was blessed to have you as her daughter. Thank you for this beautiful post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Macha. I continue to feel it was one of the great privileges of my lifetime to witness you helping Raven cross. I too, saw the painted toenails,and felt my awe in your fearlessness in taking Raven close. I am so glad to know you on this side of the veil. It&#8217;s helped me trust crossing over to the other when my time comes. Your mother was blessed to have you as her daughter. Thank you for this beautiful post.</p>
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		<title>By: Anne Hill</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anne Hill</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful post, Macha. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts at this most difficult hour.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful post, Macha. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts at this most difficult hour.</p>
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		<title>By: Erik</title>
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		<dc:creator>Erik</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 11:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m very sorry for your loss. I hope she went where she wanted to go.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Blessings,&lt;br/&gt;Erik</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m very sorry for your loss. I hope she went where she wanted to go.</p>
<p>Blessings,<br />Erik</p>
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