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Thanks everybody
Many thanks to all of you for you well wishes and sorrow. I'm fine, a little weirded out, and wondering if I'm going to have residual psycological problems (I don't feel traumatized...) but once I got to work it was just another day. It was kind of strange to be working on the halloween event and to be surrounded by halloween imagery (including my own mock grave)--but the difference between real life death and pretend halloween death is very clear. I never felt like "Oh my god, we can't have pretend death! There's real death out there!!" Halloween is still fun to me. I hope I don't feel weird about walking by that place in the river from now on, but I imagine I will.
I still feel bad for the family of the woman who died, and I wish I knew more about her. I googled her name (see the comments to my last post--they include a link to a short article) and came up blank. That in itself is almost the strangest part of this. Every name exists somewhere on the internet! But not hers. Her life is none of my business, but I feel like I should know something about it, because I discovered her just after she left it.
Well wishes to all of you, and thanks again.
I still feel bad for the family of the woman who died, and I wish I knew more about her. I googled her name (see the comments to my last post--they include a link to a short article) and came up blank. That in itself is almost the strangest part of this. Every name exists somewhere on the internet! But not hers. Her life is none of my business, but I feel like I should know something about it, because I discovered her just after she left it.
Well wishes to all of you, and thanks again.
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I would suggest calling the police chief then.
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He was wearing a police uniform, but was unarmed, and is based in the police headquarters. One of his jobs is to assist the families of police officers. And he also works with the neighborhood watch groups. I think he like a unitarian minister or something. Don't remember much about the conversation. And I don't have my notes or the pictures from the event any more.
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http://morty-baby.livejournal.com/37970.html
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Get thee to the forest, child.
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Poor girl. I wish we knew more about her, too.
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(Anonymous) 2006-10-29 12:37 am (UTC)(link)Hang in there.
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Some cultures and religions ritualize it in ways that seem to promise the ability to "ward off" what ever evil was involved that might have caused it, as I'm sure you know. Crossing one's self, or lighting incense are common. It doesn't change that birth and death are going on all the time, people who we don't know come and go in this world. The evidence of this stops us.
Buddhist Monks used to have what they called Charnel (sp?) grounds where the bodies were left. This was a place to practice. Later, skeletons were often hung in the monestaries to remind the monks that death too is a part of life.
Death too is a part of life. It is a profound realization.