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March 22, 2008


What places is this wonderful man wandering through and is this the learning our souls remember for all time? Heaven and earth and all the in-betweens separated by mere gauze... leaves an impression on us all.
Bless you.

Oh Beth, I've just been so absorbed, reading your 'week of journeying', and now this.

From my experience particularly of my father, being with the dying is such an all-consuming experience; sometimes it feels so exhausting you want it to end, but when it does it can leave such a gap, I missed the intensity and the realness of it. So wonderful he can be so articulate, and that you are there to hear.

Wishing you strength and good heart.

I've been following your father-in-law's story for years now, and feel that I know him a little. I was far away when my own mother died, and regret it. Perhaps that is partly why this is so moving -- a little bit of the mystery of dying explained.

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Who was Cassandra?

  • In the Iliad, she is described as the loveliest of the daughters of Priam (King of Troy), and gifted with prophecy. The god Apollo loved her, but she spurned him. As a punishment, he decreed that no one would ever believe her. So when she told her fellow Trojans that the Greeks were hiding inside the wooden horse...well, you know what happened.