Death Cafe profile for Fustbariclation


Location: South Africa

About Fustbariclation:

I am fortunate to have experienced the death of only a few people, my brother, my mother, my father, and my aunts - all , apart from my brother, expected, and, mainly, welcomed deaths.

 

 

I am unbelievably fortunate to have had such a rich and full life, that I've been prepared to leave it, any day, for the past quarter of a century. I had had more than my 'fair share' of happiness, love, experience, and delight, in 1990, and, since then, there have been ridiculous amounts more. 


What brings you to Death Cafe?

Love of life, discussion, friendship, and honesty.


What would you like your legacy to be?

If anything, things people find useful.


Thoughts for sharing:

Spring flows life to love’s
warm-season-flow. Death, to love’s, cold, deep-winter-flow.

 #Haiku




Fustbariclation's posts on the Death Cafe website


New Blog post: Because I could not stop for Death

Posted by Fustbariclation on April 7, 2017, 4:57 a.m.


Because I could not stop for Death 

Emily Dickinson1830 - 1886

Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me –  
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –  
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –  
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –  
We passed the Setting ...


New Blog post: Grief is an aspect of love - an haiku

Posted by Fustbariclation on March 14, 2017, 10:46 p.m. 1 comment


Spring flows life to love’s
warm-season-flow. Death, to love’s,
cold, deep-winter-flow. 

 

#Haiku



Art: Running to oblivion

Posted by Fustbariclation on March 10, 2017, 3:19 p.m.


Running to oblivion

Running to oblivion, the wonderful race, of life.

Link: Epicurus: Death is nothing to us

Posted by Fustbariclation on March 9, 2017, 9:15 a.m.


 'Thus that which is the most awful of evils, death, is nothing to us, since when we exist there is no death, and when there is death we do not exist.' Epicurus

Art: Ensō & phalanges

Posted by Fustbariclation on March 9, 2017, 8:54 a.m.


Ensō & phalanges

The ritual start to drawing, the Ensō, often leads me on to other thoughts.

Death Cafe write up: Death Cafe Cape Town

Posted by Fustbariclation on March 6, 2017, 2:28 p.m.

I have just returned from my first Death café, at 'The Dining Room' in Woodstock in Cape Town.

 

There were twelve of us, with Sean O'Connor as convener. Sean did a first rate job of making everybody feel welcome and at home, and he managed the flow of the evening with a light touch.

 

It was, at times, very moving, to hear of the experiences others had had with death, as well as comforting to feel so much in the same boat - as, of course, we all are.

 

The time went very quickly indeed, which is always a good sign, and the cake was extremely good.

 

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