Our
first Phoenix Death Cafe Sunday afternoon was fascinating. 14 people
showed up! Everyone participated. People were genuine. Open. Self disclosing.
Sisters who had just lost their Dad we’re also dealing with their Mom’s
memory loss. One dear gal who’d lost her mentor bravely admitted to
drinking everyday to get through her grief and shock. No one tried to
fix or rescue anyone. One dear man talked about his fixation with what
happens after last breath... it was fresh, wild, rewarding. Jan and I
are very pleased and look forward to hosting another Death Cafe soon.
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