
Man On Deathbed
What’s more serious than your last few moments of life? To others, their lives are more serious and important. To you NOTHING is more serious. Nothing.
Those will be the moments when you cling to the nearest hand or anything else for dear life, thinking that by holding onto something earthbound, you may stay here on this planet just a bit longer.
Ironically, the very few last moments of your life will be, unequivocally, the most important, life-changing ones. But for most, they only happen when it’s too late. For the more fortunate ones, they have a near death experience and return to do all the things they wished they had done during their lives.
At the bottom of this blog post you’ll find a link to an article called, “Nurse Reveals The Top 5 Regrets People Make On Their Deathbed.” It’s worth a read. That photo up on the left, I also “borrowed” from that article. I couldn’t trace the original source of the photo, but it really screams of desperation. Doesn’t it? My dear good friend, Dave Scarbrough, brought the article to my attention, so thank you, Dave.
Most of us don’t want to think about those last few weeks, days, or moments. They scare the piss out of us. When that time comes you will not be worrying over how many people you impress, what clothing you have in your closets, what you look like, who approves of your job, your lover, your friends, or anything else so superficial. You, like everyone else in that position, will be looking inward, wishing you had done a few things differently.
Can you imagine how horrible it would be to arrive at the finish line,
look back at your life, and think, “It was all for nothing.”
While we’re here, very much alive and kicking, we have those thoughts now and then, when a lover ditches us. It was all for nothing. All that time I put into him/her was wasted. What was “all that time?” A few years? Twenty years? A few months? Weeks? For others, that thought will come after they raised children who turn out to be ungrateful. “It was all for nothing.” And for others still, it might be something like fifteen years spent on a job, that in the end you lost because you were forcibly retired. “It was all for nothing.” If you thought that episode of all-for-nothing was bad, how bloody depressed and regretful and alone rejected you feel…. try now, to imagine a whole, entire, wasted life.
When I think about this, so many thoughts go racing through my mind, that I can hardly focus enough to finish writing this blog. Maybe the very final question for us will be, What did I do that really, truly mattered? Or, Did I make a difference in someone else’s life, or did I live only for myself?
This world that we live in has got us all so brain-washed into believing that we must DO, DO, DO, BE, BE, BE, ACCOMPLISH, BECOME, ACHIEVE, that in the midst of all of this madness, we forget to ask ourselves the next question: Does anyone pushing these Delusions of Grandeur really give a rat’s ass whether you, personally, become or achieve any damn thing? Hell, no. They push their ideas on you, about how great you should become because they’re selling something that they want you to believe you need in order to reach that place of greatness that they, themselves, are striving for. Realistically, if they were that great and successful, they wouldn’t be trying to sell you anything, because they wouldn’t need your money or your approval. It seems that everyone out there is trying to sell us something! Think about it.
My thoughts, at this moment, are that we already ARE all that we need to be. The titles, the clothes, the cars…those things are wonderful. Some get them and some don’t. But they’re only window dressing. They are not you. They are only images and facades that you wear, but when you are stripped naked in your old, withering flesh someday on your deathbed (if you’re lucky enough to live a long life) none of those things will matter because you won’t even be taking that flesh with you. Some live very long lives, other lives are cut short for a variety of reasons, and others come out of the womb only long enough to feel the chill of a hospital room, before they return to the Source from whence they came. Bottom line is that none of us knows how long we will be here.
That’s why it is so vitally, critically important to dig deep into yourself NOW, while you are able, and try to figure out a few things that will bring you closer to seeing the real you that is begging silently for your attention. When you consider that all of our days are numbered – all of us! — and that we don’t even know what that number is, WHEN is it going to be the right time to do this???
Here are some questions to ask yourself:
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JOB/CAREER
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What it is that I love to do so much, that I could do it for hours without noticing that time is passing? (This is not something that you will do because you seek anyone’s approval. It’s not something that is about how much money you will make. It’s about answering the whisper of your spirit, that knows at a cellular level, why you are here and what you need to be doing to fulfil your mission.)
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FAMILY
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Am I surrounded by people who make my life miserable, or people who, in some way, bring me joy?
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Do they understand me?
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Do they support my need to be my own authentic self?
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Do I support theirs?
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Are these relationships true and meaningful, or am I only here out of obligation?
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Is there any love and caring displayed openly in my home, or is it a me-first mentality here, too?
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ASSOCIATES/FRIENDS
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Do they call me only when they need something, or are they there come hell or high water?
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Do they try to tell me what THEY think would be the best thing for me to do, to make THEM happy, or is MY happiness their primary concern, when it comes to what choices I make in my career, lovers, etc?
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Do they put down my ideas and ideals because they want me to fail? And, more importantly, do they secretly want me to fail because if I succeed, my success will shine a bright, glaring light on their own personal, perceived failures, and their lack of courage to follow their own dreams?
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Do I do the same for them?
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SPIRITUAL
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What do I believe in?
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What do I WANT to believe in?
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Are my ideals and beliefs based on what my spirit knows to be true about me, or are these beliefs something I acquired by osmosis?
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Those questions they may be the absolute, most important questions you will ask yourself in your final days. Why not ask them now? Why wait till the last minute to pack for the most important journey of your life? If you don’t know the answers, what’s stopping you from GETTING them?
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BUCKET LIST
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Have you seen the movie, The Bucket List? If not, I highly recommend it. Again, why wait till you think you’re dying, to write up your own Bucket List of all the things you want to do before you die? Make a very, very long list. They can be simple, little things like dancing in the rain (costs virtually nothing and all you need is rain!) or they can be complex, expensive things that you need to save up for, or they can be a combination of both. Most of us have a combination of both. Write them down and then start doing them, crossing them off, or saving to make them happen, or both. Simply writing them down and getting to cross off the simpler ones is very empowering, and spurs you onward to make the others happen too.
I started my Bucket List three years ago, and I can tell you that I’ve accomplished more and had more fun doing it in these past few of years than I had in the fifteen or twenty before that. Seriously. I bought a 32 speed mountain bike three years ago, and so, it was only in my fifties that I finally owned my very own, first, bike. How pathetic is that! When I ride that bike I feel free as a bird. I sing out loud, laugh, act like a kid on a sugar-fix and the whole world stares as I go by but you know what? Who cares? It’s my reality, not theirs. I’m happy when I ride my bike. Are they? Are they happy, while they’re scowling behind the windshields of their vehicles, wishing things would hurry up and move so they can get to a job they hate, or in-laws they detest? Do they realize that every moment they spend trying to make time hurry by faster, they are wishing away their lives? What if they knew that ten minutes from that moment at the stop light, a truck would take them out in a head-on collision? Would they still be pissed off about waiting three minutes for that light to change while I ride my bike across in front of them….or would they want time to stop ticking then and there, so they could avoid that collision? Just food for thought.
The thing is, we’ve all been so friggin brain-washed to DO, BE, ACCOMPLISH, that if we think we’re not measuring up in those departments, then we write ourselves off as “failures.” So we live our entire lives doing what others want us to do, being what we think they will approve of, and accomplishing what we think will get us to that place where we have “Arrived.” We wear down our teeth grinding them against the anguish brought on by surrounding ourselves with people who aggravate the shit out of us, and in the end all we end up with is bad teeth and high dental bills. Because haters, manipulators, dictators and whiners do not change. They just don’t. Period.
We become slaves to jobs that we somehow ended up doing for so many years because somewhere in the past, we got the idea that people are supposed to hate their jobs. After all, most people do, right? Over 50% of those who are employed in these times of economic difficulties, hate their jobs, while those who are jobless would gladly take them. We’re all fucked up, and no I won’t apologize for my language. It’s part of what I AM. Period, to that, too. People DON’T have to hate their jobs. There are ways to be what you were meant to be. It just takes balls like a cannon and the courage of Richard the Lionhearted to get up off our asses and change some things, to get there. But we can do it!
Here’s the saddest thing of all, baby: You “arrived” the second you took your first breath on this planet. You slid into this world loaded with confidence and the sure knowing about what pissed you off, what made you glad, and who you loved to hug. You screamed and kicked because the hospital room was cold and the doctor was rough. You sighed and stopped howling when your mother held you. You already knew those things at a cellular and spirit level before anyone started messing’ with your programming. And THAT’S where it started to go downhill.
NOW is the time to revisit your authentic self. Now. The clock is ticking…
Now…the link to the article I promised you. Please read it. It’s a keeper. I’m going to make a desktop wallpaper out of it, INCLUDING that pitiful image of the dying man, as a constant reminder to myself of the things that really matter in this life, because you know what I think? There is one hell of a difference between life and living. One is a no-brainer. You’re here and you live. That’s all there is to it. The other is what you DO with that life. That’s where the challenges and the joys, or the blockers and the misery, come in. You get to choose which it’s going to be.
Now, that link I promised…I was told that it was a faulty link and tried to correct it several times, but each time I tried inputting the correct url, it somehow ended up taking me to another wordpress page, so what I did was copy and paste the entire article below. Please note that I do not take copyright credit for anything below, but it’s such a great article that I had to share it, so here it is. (both the faulty link AND the article.) There is no signature at the end, regrettably.
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For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives. People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality.
I learnt never to underestimate someone’s capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them.
When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:
1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. This was the most common regret of all. When people realize that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made.
It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.
2. I wish I didn’t work so hard. This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.
By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings. Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.
We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends. Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.
It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier. This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again. When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.
Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.
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Until next time, sisters and brothers,
Be blessed and be loved, give blessings and give love.
Zee.




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