I think we all get to certain places in our lives when we start to explore our meaning here on Earth. Usually, these are the harder times in life but sometimes we don't get to them until the end, when we face our own mortality.
Exploring meaning, thinking back on what we have done in our journey can often lead us into creating a Legacy Project. This is a way of taking all the deep inner work and showcasing it for our loved ones to keep - memorializing who we are and who we were for those who come after us.
These projects can be in many forms like scrapbooks or scrolls, art pieces and memoirs. Whatever best expresses who you are and how you wish to be remembered.
For me, when my time comes, I thought it would be nice to have pre-cut paper and art supplies out so that when people come to visit, they can create art with me. Once I have died, these can be collected and put together in a scrapbook or art journal.
But I also like the idea of a Life Journey Journal. I found a simple but well done one on Amazon, My Life My Journey created by Kyle Schaetzl. It divides up the seasons of our life and asks some fun and often deep questions to get us thinking and when done will give others and great idea of who we are and how we lived.
I think a book like this would be a great gift and also something a dying person and their loved ones could work on together as a type of Legacy Project.
What we do in life echoes in eternity - how do you wish to be remembered?
Soar Eternally Free
I realized I hadn't shared where I got Soar Eternally Free from. So, story time!
I was trying to think of a name for myself and my EOL business - it seemed all the logical and good names where taken already. I just sat tossing names out and free associating for over an hour before I hit on Crow - crow - fly - crows soar....
Dumb... D'oh ... Christina *homer simpsons do'h*
It took me way to long to figure this no brainer out and it made me laugh.
When my brother died in 1997, we were at the funeral home getting things set up and it came to deciding what to put on the urn for his ashes. The usual, "RIP," or "forever in our hearts," did not fit my brother at all. I asked if it could wait for the moment and left it at that.
Moments after he was cremated we all stepped outside for fresh air and I looked up over the crematory stack and saw several jets pluming as they flew by. From my angle it looked like they flew right through the smoke and I said something like, "Houston we have lift off," to sort of break the horrible grief and sobbing tears. We all laughed but the image of Tommy, Soaring Eternally Free stayed with me.
I used it in my memorial speech for him and I also asked the funeral home to put that on his Urn.
Now I use it whenever I express my condolences to someone who has had a loved one die. It is also how I see myself during my last breath on Earth. Paused on a high cliff, in the desert at sunset, waiting to Soar.
So that is the story and it is why I am here. We may not want to talk about our last moments or last breaths but I think it is best to talk, to plan, to be ready ... to soar.
What we do in life echoes in eternity
Soar Eternally Free/Christina Stone
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