Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Reflections on Life, Death, Fears, and Hilary Acton
I have learned something important from the death of my friend, Hilary Acton.
I used to have fears of "dying alone".
Whatever that means.
I know from my Yoga that that is just a story,
loaded with attachment and delusion.
Ultimately we all are born alone, and we die alone.
Birth and death are such solitary acts.
The Buddha suggested while fearing death may be "normal",
that it is a source of suffering to fear the inevitable.
So non-attachment practice is indicated for both living and in death.
All that aside-- I have such joy to see the way this community -- this family --
which has (strangely) come together over a terrible problem -- FRACKING --
has grown to adore this gentle, quiet woman,
who while maybe neglecting herself,
and suffering from lack of basic things,
still managed to work earnestly for the greater good
of protecting life, for both this and future generations.
And now I feel I do have a family-- all of you.
While my blood family is mostly gone,
and am not terribly close to remaining cousins (except for just a few),
I feel that all of you, mostly my fractivist friends, are like a close family.
We are happy to be together, support each other, share food together,
we embrace, laugh and smile when we meet,
and we work in service of each other.
So Yoga has taught me that I need not fear death or being "alone".
The passing of my friend Hilary has taught me that I am, in fact,
not alone, but deeply cared for by many people.
So thank you, my friends
Posted by Bill Huston at 5:29 PM