Bobbi Bryant of Inspired Endings who practices and trains End-of-Life doulas explains exactly what an EOL doula is and how they bring wellness to both life and death. According to the National End-of-Life Doula Alliance (NEDA), “an end-of-life doula...
Reclining my upgraded first class seat, I sipped my coffee in its white porcelain chalice, giddy inside that we were already half way through the flight that would deliver me to him. The months of separation had been torturous but only moments from ending. Already...
The first time I was asked about my opinion, as a physician, on medical aid in dying (MAID), I really didn’t have one. Larry had presented to the emergency department with severe neck pain. He was an educated, independent, and introverted man who did not like relying...
Curious about what happens in one of our End-Of-Life Doula Training courses? Here’s what my friend, Bobbi Bryant, creator of Inspired Endings and the End-of-Life Doula Training Program wrote about this event. Early morning on March 1, 2019, a group of women...
We have become so used to the dying that rarely do we take time to acknowledge, on a deeper level, what is taking place. That is mostly for our own protection. Our hearts are resilient and fragile, just like yours. Once you cross that line from life to death and enter...
Moving is akin to divorce or death. It’s apparently just as stressful and painful. Most people abhor even the thought, much less the act. But I was basking in all its glory. I had never been so excited to move and unpack. It was incomprehensible to me that I had...
Mentally priming myself to work a night shift in the ER on this full moon in May, I said my prayers, meditated, took a long sea salt bath and braced for the wild ride I would inevitably be taking. Talk to any emergency personnel; a full moon brings out the crazy....
My daddy has a black heart but yours is big and red. She giggled as her small pudgy finger pointed to my chest where my stethoscope was resting. A huge smile beamed across my face for the first time since this interview began. Her mystical presence appeared to have...
My Soul, My Soul, Where Are You? -Carl Jung Beki has been a soul sister of mine for nearing twenty years, from when I first walked into her boutique in Charleston, SC and fell in love with her sharp fashion sense, artistic genius, and her goddess wisdom. My...
As I entered my childhood home, standing paralyzed beside her door, I took a deep inhalation. The aroma of death that I knew all too well drifted through my nostrils as if to signal that I was too late. Quietly opening her door in case she was just sleeping, I...
