"When my biological mother was dying back in a hospital in Boston in
1966, I would watch all the people come into her room. All of the
doctors and relatives would say, 'You are looking better, you are doing
well.' And then they would go out of the room and say, 'She won’t last a
week.' I thought how bizarre it was that a human being could be going
through one of the most profound transitions in their life, and have
everyone they know, and love, and trust lying to them.
Can you hear the pain of that? No one could be straight with my mother
because everyone was too frightened. Even the rabbi. Everyone. She and I
talked about it and she said, 'What do you think death is?' And I said,
'I don’t know, Mother. But I look at you and you are my friend, and it
looks like you are in a building that is burning down, but you are still
here. I suspect when the building burns entirely, it will be gone, but
you will still be here.' So my mother and I just met in that space.'
- Ram Dass -
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