I woke up at 04.45 this morning and at around 08.00 I had a call to say my father had died at home at around that time. He was 94 but it is still 'unexpected' when it finally happens. Of course there is shock and grief in the family, but I can't say I feel affected. I'm not sure if I should feel guilty, but comforting the living is my main focus, and of course Phowa for him. Dealing with the dead body felt the same as others I've handled - just an empty shell he left behind.
Maybe Buddhism and all those Phowa ceremonies I've performed have given me an insight into the death process which has helped -
well that and working as a hospital porter many years ago.
We all live quite close to each other so my sister has taken over at my mother's house so that I can attend the Threefold Wrathful empowerment tomorrow, which I will attend for the benefit of others.






