Barbara Davis

During this process, I realised I can talk about the language of death, teach how to support someone when they encounter death and loss, but what does death really mean to me? What do I believe? After many months of meeting, discussing, and exploring in “The death club,” as we nicknamed it! There are still numerous unanswered questions, but that’s ok, maybe there will never be answers, or at least not in my lifetime.  What I do know is that the eternal circle of life will continue long after I am gone.  I have chosen the metaphor of a dandelion as my means of explaining what I will be taking with me, and also what I will be leaving, as I am part of that eternal circle.  My dandelion garden displays this circle of our wishes, hopes, and dreams for ourselves and the future generations. Some will flourish, some will fade, and maybe not grow at all whilst others grow in a completely different way. Our physical being is part of this eternal cycle.  Other than that, I cannot predict or truly believe there is something after death. Having lost people very precious to me, I would love to think there was, but I guess I need to wait and see.