Wednesday, November 10, 2021

A meditation on death …

AS YE ARE NOW. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

Of the three moments when I have come closest to death, two have been on the road, where you may be hurled into eternity with almost no warning, and one was on assignment in a chaotic place. What I remember about all these is the swift withdrawal into an inner silence and powerless immobility, once I realized how bad it was.

Four years ago, a physician came to me in the cubicle in the ER, where  I had spent the night, and told me I had a life-threatening condition and needed to be operated on immediately. I had no affect. He might as well have told me it was pretty cloudy and there could be rain that afternoon.


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