Tucson Death Cafe Swashbuckles into 2017!
A write up of Tucson Death Cafe
Tucson Death Cafe swashbuckles into 2017! A wonderful group of Tucsonan’s arrived at our new venue, Ward 6, for our first foray into 2017. Whether we grit our teeth or grin at death, the Grim Reaper finds hearty conversationalists in the Old Pueblo. We chuckled at death-busting patents of the past – like the 18th century “safety coffin,” which included breathing tube, bell and ladder - just in case! And if that appeals – modern variations on this idea are available today. We were beguiled by fascinating faraway holiday travel tales from the Paris catacombs, as well as the closer to home Houston National Funeral Museum and cemeteries of New Orleans. Stand-out conversations I caught wind of offered that suffering and pain need not always be partners and that in the dark waters of deep grief being told by well-meaning folk things like “it happened for a reason, it’s an opportunity, or the sun will shine again,” are often met with the opposite of the intended effect. Death remains no less a mystery, but some have noted that something akin to a visceral sea-change can accompany the experience of bringing that mystery into the light of open conversation.